Overweight B hates her life, but when she’s adopted by a fairy godmother running a most unorthodox service, she gets in touch with her outer beauty but runs the risk of losing the inner beauty she’s had all along.
I really enjoyed B as in Beauty, despite the rather tawdry story elements. Alberto Ferraras has created a winning heroine and set her against some well-imagined set pieces that are titillating but never sleazy–or, at least, B never comes off as sleazy. I really loved her voice as she takes us through her journey, and was rooting for her the whole way. The book is a light, easy, carefree read and I enjoyed spending time with it.
One little nitpick–can we have a moratorium on chick lit heroines who trip and fall and/or rip their clothes at inopportune work moments? I’m so over the clutz thing and the public embarrassment thing. You can earn sympathy for a heroine without resorting to overused devices, ‘mkay?