Underneath my tough exterior (who am I kidding?), I have a deep love for sweet, sweet romance. Not even the kind that you read about in paperback romance novels where the man is a duke and the woman a secret princess (I really love those too). I love romantic comedy books, even more than I love rom com movies. I think that books just offer so much more in terms of letting my swooning imagination run wild.
That is why my selection is Queen of Babble Gets Hitched by Meg Cabot, the third and final book in the Queen of Babble series. First off, I ADORE Meg Cabot, of The Princess Diaries fame, WITH A PASSION OF A THOUSAND ETERNAL FIRES. I’ve read basically everything the woman has even written. I chose this particular book because it’s so sweet and funny and light that it never fails to make me smile. I have read the romantic scenes between Lizzie and the man she ends up with so many times, I probably have them memorized. I just love the characters.
Big mouth. Big heart.
Big wedding. Big problems.
It’s the wedding of the century!
Things are looking up at last for Lizzie Nichols. She has a career she loves in the field of her choice (wedding gown restoration), and the love of her life, Jean-Luc, has finally proposed. Life’s become a dizzying whirl of wedding gown fittings—not necessarily her own—as Lizzie prepares for her dream wedding at her fiancé’s château in the south of France.
But the dream soon becomes a nightmare as the best man—whom Lizzie might once have accidentally slept with . . . no, really, just slept—announces his total lack of support for the couple, a sentiment the maid of honor happens to second; Lizzie’s Midwestern family can’t understand why she doesn’t want to have her wedding in the family backyard; her future, oh-so-proper French in-laws seem to be slowly trying to lure the groom away from medical school and back into investment banking; and Lizzie finds herself wondering if her Prince Charming really is as charming as she once believed.
Is Lizzie really ready to embrace her new role as wife and mistress of Château Mirac? Or is she destined to fall into another man’s arms . . . and into the trap of becoming a Bad Girl instead?