Ahh its amazing i have discovered another author that i've absolutely fallen in love with, Olivia Goldsmith an author with the same amazing ability to completly change the direction of the book as Marian keyes however with a little less wit and a little more sexual inuendos.
So it started of a little bit like this, as per usual within a day of being back home i feel the instant need to start searching the house for something to read and normally it ends with me staring dissapointedly at the bookshelf filled with stephen king (who i have just not quite learnt to appreciate yet) it's like a routine after staring for a few moments gourmlessly i then give up all hope and retire to my bedroom. However this time i spotted a tasty pink number hidden in the corner which although i have almost definately read before, i must of been feeling particularly desperate to not do my work so decided to give it a go and OMYDAYS it was worth it. Quite definitely one of those books that fills you with that surge of compassion about the strengths of friendship, naivety of men and the beleif that you are capable of anything if you want to acheive it.
So with my latest feminist feelings i decided not to fake tan my legs, Quite sure i will definitely regret this in the morning and will be scouring the whole of my town for instant tan but for now i feel strangely empowered
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