Although I did not enjoy this novel as much as Plum Sykes first novel, nonetheless, I could not help but to get caught up in life of one Sylvia Mortimer. Who is to say that there is no true undying love, that it exists. We all wish for that man who takes are breath away and makes us only see him. It is easy to relate to as well to the fact that those women who have divorced unknowingly try to squelch those who are happy but in fact are only envious that they themselves have not found their TRUE mister right. Still fun and fashionable and whimsical for those of us who only wish to saché down a walk way in manolo's and look forward to bumping into our prince who only has eyes for one.