Title: The Twins of *YAWN*
Product review: I picked up this book for a light summer read while I was on vacation and promptly discovered that there is, indeed, such a thing as a too-light summer read.The thin, predictable plot is not enhanced even by the references to barely-renamed celebrities, most of which are so obvious there's no fun in trying to identify their real life counterparts - not that I cared enough to bother even when it wasn't apparent within a second. The heroine has little insight and less wit and, worst, was eminently unlikeable throughout the book. To call rest of the characters two-dimensional would be an insult to squares.If you want fun chick-lit, go read Fielding's Bridget Jones's Diary again - a far better use of time than this, even if it is your tenth read. Even the occasionally painful purchase-binges of Kinsella's Shopaholic series are better than this fluff - fluff that, like cotton candy after the age of 8, only tastes sticky and leaves you nauseated that you tried to swallow it.
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