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Review: The Overnight Socialite, by Bridie Clark


Lucy Jo Ellis is an aspiring designer who moves to New York to work in the sweatshops of the Fashion District in order to get her foot in the door. After the city nearly chews her up and spits her out, Lucy meets Wyatt Hayes IV, who has a bet going with his best friend that he can turn the average girl on the street into one of New York’s most sought-after socialites.

OK, so the author borrows directly from My Fair Lady for the plot of her book. But it’s really an enjoyable story. So there definitely is some predictability here. But Lucy Jo is a character with a lot of heart, and passion for what she loves best. Nearly all of these characters are a lot more three-dimensional than those in Clark previous novel, Because She Can. There are characters in the book, especially Wyatt and his best friend, who are undeniably flawed, but that makes them all the more real. Wyatt’s ex girlfriend is a bit of a caricature, but other than that, I enjoyed reading about these people.

Nonetheless, there are a few aspects of the story that had me raising my eyebrows in disbelief (Lucy’s transformation, especially her weight loss, is a little too rapid to be believable). Wyatt is in his mid-thirties, but he sure doesn’t act that way most of the time. And the ending of the book isn’t really an ending, as such. It just stops, without truly wrapping things up. But other than that, the story is fast paced, and extremely lively. It’s cute, it’s fun, and it’s an engaging way to pass time. The plot just needs a little more work.

Comments

I was thinking this might be a pretty good read until you said that it just stopped abruptly. i wouldn't like that very much!

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