Libby is a 27-year-old publicist who's an unlucky in love. She believes Mr. Right is out there—and he is successful, wealthy and adoring. When she meets Nick, a gorgeous aspiring writer on the dole, she figures a brief fling couldn't hurt. But as she begins falling for him, he lets her know he's not ready for a serious relationship.

Then Libby meets Ed, a dull banker who is one of London's wealthiest, most eligible bachelors. He owns a huge house and a fancy car, showers her with flowers and gifts and wants to marry her. Unfortunately, he has a stupid mustache, is somewhat irritating and is terrible in bed. On paper, Ed is what Libby's been searching for, but now she's not so sure.

This is a fun and easy escapist read that's difficult to put down, thanks to Green's winning conversational writing style. Yes, Libby is at times annoyingly materialistic, but who hasn't dreamed of marrying rich? When the laughter dies down, chick lit fans will identify with Libby and her many relationships. (June 2002, 357 pp., $11.95)

Reviewed by: 
Samantha J. Gust