title: Target Underwear and a Vera Wang Gown: Notes from a Single Girl's Closet
author:  Adena Halpern 
description: Her heartbreaking, hilarious, and sometimes humiliating tales will have you reaching in your closet for your worn Z. Cavariccis and puffy-sleeved prom dress to revel in your own fabric nostalgia. -- <i><i>Marie Claire</i></i><br /><br />Reading Adenas story made me want to throw open the doors of my closet and hear the stories my own clothes have to tellfrom my first Galliano gown, to a pair of Earth shoes that I wore in eighth grade with a pair of Calvin Klein jeans. This book reassures the girl in each of us that shes not alone in her search for the perfect outfit and the confidence that, we hope and pray, comes along with it. -- <i>Cindy Crawford</i><br /><br />Youll fall in love with Adena, her mother, her family, and her friends. I did. Though she cant control her life or love life (who can?), she can control her closet and her spirit shines through that closet. -- <i>Ilene Beckerman, author of <i>Love, Loss and What I Wore</i> and <i>Makeovers at the Beauty Counter of Happiness</i></i>
zlib_text: Step behind the hotel room doors of the Chatsfield, London…
  Jenny Harding is mortified when her lousy ex leaves her stranded - and
  furious! -  in London’s most opulent hotel, in nothing but her underwear.
  Sneaking down to the sauna to ‘borrow’ a shirt, she thinks things can’t get
  any worse, until she’s caught red-handed by the shirt’s owner, Brax
  Tsoukatos! Jenny was ready to swear off men, but when this gorgeous
  stranger proposes an impulsive encounter, the temptation to live dangerously
  for one wild night is outrageously irresistible…!
  
  Strangers in the Sauna
  Caitlin Crews
  
  Contents
  Cover
  Blurb
  Title Page
  Chapter One
  Chapter Two
  Chapter Three
  Chapter Four
  Chapter Five
  Chapter Six
  Chapter Seven
  Chapter Eight
  Chapter Nine
  Chapter Ten
  About the Author
  Discover the Chatsfield
  
  Copyright
  
  Chapter One
  Jenny Harding had it all planned out.
  She wore Daniel’s favourite underthings, frothy and pink. They didn’t so
  much cover her naughty bits as make them that much naughtier, which was
  the poin