I had a smile on my face all the way through this book.
Chloe Saddler finds herself transferred to Paris (pinch me now!) It does mean leaving the live-in boyfriend Scott but Paris is only a couple of hours away. Nothing simpler!
(Grinding of teeth about said boyfriend p..leaze. That does rhyme with sleaze doesn't it?)
We sashay through Paris with Chloe as she hunts for a flat, makes friends and ventures into an oh so different culture. Her forays into the nightclub scene are memorable along with the cocktails and subsequent hangovers including the random memories of what might have happened. And then there's her hunk of a boss Jean-Luc boss, whom every one swoons over, including Chloe and me, the reader.
As a would be affeciando of vintage designer clothes I do appreciate Chloe's reference to articles of clothing she either finds in out of the way stores or has on loan from girlfriends. The mention of various designer shoes is an added bonus that has one drooling.
Chloe's also in the midst of her highly strung sister Celine's (referred to as the Bridezilla) wedding. Everything must be perfect! I, like Chloe, want to run every time there's an emergency or an impassioned phone call.
A cheeky reference to Colin Firth and Hugh Grant remind us of the company this quirky addition to the Chick lit genre keeps. Whimsical and funny.
A NetGalley ARC