Many lives ago, it was destined that I read this book.
If you know me at all, you'll understand why the title of this book killed me. And that reason alone should have been enough for me to read it. But it was not to be. After stumbling across the cover of the book on amazon, I sarcastically sent it out to the others saying 'we need to read this'. And an email from Rachel came back sarcastically saying 'I already have.' Which set me off into fits of laughter. Because Rachel is one of the funniest most unpredictable people I know and I never dreamed that she would have read it (and I don't dream about her at all either.)
As I finished re-telling this story to Meredith, while we were in Half-Price Books, I looked down in whichever aisle we were in - and there sat the book. Plain as day. So you see? I was indeed destined to read this book.
As far as chick-lit goes, it's a cute little book. But I wouldn't rush out to buy it. If you find it somewhere for a few pennies and need a beach read, then by all means buy it. Not good. Not great. Just so so.
And now I can proudly say that I have indeed read a book titled Phi Beta Bimbo.
Bravo for reading it!!
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