My dad gave them to me for Christmas a couple of years ago and I wear them everyday. I know when and where I lost them, since I had them when I went into the cafeteria and didn't have them when I finished my food. But my friend and I couldn't find them looking around and no one has turned them in. (The staff cleans after lunch, so they weren't found that way.) Apparently I'm not allowed to hang a lost sign on the bulletin board outside the cafeteria. So my favorite sunglasses are gone unless someone decided to delay in returning them for some reason.
I'm no longer excited about my cupcake dress. I've been excited for a week and now I just want the day to be over.
This reminds me of bait and switch books: the blurb and cover tell you it's one thing, you open it to discover another. It pisses me off. I know I usually enjoy Carolyn Mackler, but GUYAHOLIC wasn't what I expected and I couldn't enjoy it as much as her others. I expected a road trip story, when that's an extremely short part of the novel.
V Valentine is the queen of meaningless hookups. Ever since her mom dumped her with her grandparents, she has bounced from guy to guy. But in the spring of senior year, a fateful hockey puck lands her in the lap of Sam Almond. Right from the start, things with Sam are different. V is terrified to admit it, but this might be meaningful after all. On the afternoon of graduation, V receives some shocking news. Later, at a party, she makes an irreversible mistake and risks losing Sam forever. When her mom invites her to Texas, V embarks on a cross-country road trip with the hopes of putting two thousand miles between herself, Sam, and the wreckage of that night. With her trademark blend of humor and compassion, Carolyn Mackler takes readers on an unforgettable ride of missed exits, misadventures, and the kind of epiphanies that come only when you’re on a route you’ve never taken before.
Sometimes it takes getting hit with a hockey puck to help you see what’s good for you! Carolyn Mackler is back -- and V is off on a solo road trip -- in this funny, poignant follow-up to VEGAN VIRGIN VALENTINE.
I know romance readers have been recently annoyed by Lori Foster's MY MAN MICHAEL. The latest in a contemporary romance series, it involves time travel. No clues about this on the cover or blurb, so readers thought it would also be contemporary.
To you, what are the worst bait and switch offenders?