Title: I'm Frowning-- not enough Botox
Product review: Forty-somethings with homes, children, husbands, jobs-- but yet, one is unable to stand up to cheating her pea-brain "best friend" and the pea brain is too busy satisfying her shallow needs to notice. You'd think that when a grown woman, mother, and wife turns 40, she'd have some backbone, but this book is too busy being "cute" and dropping New York-brand names to get a spine. I'm amazed that a so-called "friend" would play the beard to her cheating buddy. That's just gross. Wait a minute-- Jess (or is it Terri Hatcher of Desperate Housewives?) marries, divorces, adopts a kid (??), and is doing her ex-husband after 10-years-plus-one hour? Wow- what a role model.Yuk. This book turned me off-- and I'm a liberal from California.I was hoping that with women aged 40+ I'd escape the teen-chick-lit genre and find a bit more depth. Wrong.
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