title: The Blonde Theory
author:  Kristin Harmel 
description: In her follow-up to <i>How to Sleep with a Movie Star</i>, Harmel, a chick lit reviewer for morning television show <i>The Daily Buzz</i>, nails the formula: girl can't get guy, girl employs zany tactics, girl gets string of lame guys, girl learns about herself. Harper Roberts is a brilliant 35-year-old New York patent attorney who hasn't had a satisfying relationship in three years. So when her girlfriends dare her to test the "Blonde Theory" as fodder for a magazine article, Harper takes the bait and agrees to spend two weeks as not just a blonde (which she is), but as a ditsy blonde, complete with skimpy clothes and a stunted vocabulary. She quickly rounds up dates with men who think she is either a cheerleader or a bartender, and she also connects with Matt, a dreamy soap opera actor who knows the real Harper. Assuming he is as superficial as the men ditsy Harper is dating, smart Harper doesn't believe his attentions are genuine. In the meantime, she receives sage advice from her (cute) plumber. This book isn't a life-changer, but it is a nice time killer. <i>(Feb.)</i> <br />Copyright  Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.
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  ## Hysterical  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ## BLONDENESS  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ## SUZANNE MACPHERSON
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  To all my favorite blondes,  
  
  
  Christie Ridgway, Kim, Pipper, Jenny G.,  
  
  
  and most of all, Miss Mary Kathryn.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ## Contents
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter One
  
  
  
  
  
  Patricia Stillwell watched as the curvaceous blonde made her way…
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter Two
  
  
  
  
  
  The coast was clear, or so it seemed. Paul noticed…
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter Three
  
  
  
  
  
  Patricia folded up the newspaper advertisement she’d torn out of…
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter Four
  
  
  
  
  
  Paul was playing opera on the Bose stereo. That was…
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter Five
  
  
  
  
  
  “Well, hush my mouth and call me a ringtailed skunk.”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter Six
  
  
  
  
  
  Damned contacts. Tears kept welling up and leaking down her…
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter Seven
  
  
  
  
  
  Patricia caught her reflection in the mirror behind the bar…
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter Eight
  
  
  
  
  
  Whenever Pinky McGee needed order in