"Barbie finally meets her true match and it's not Ken!"
I followed this book in the American Title contest, rooted
for it because it was so much fun! Thus, I was glad to see
Dorchester Publishing had finally picked it up and put it
out so everyone could find how the rest of the book went.
It's a charming, light-hearted story, one that gives you
smiles to reach through your whole body to your heart.
I've been recently told by a doctor to laugh and smile
often, that it's vital to your health - so reading
Barbie and the Beast is like taking a bottle of high
potency vitamins. Barbie, as you can imagine, has heard every joke there is
about her name and tends to be a little touchy about that.
Especially a sore point - there is no "Ken" in her life.
She's a tad uptight after a lifetime of ribbing, thus it's
highly unusual to find her trekking through Forest Lawn
Cemetery for a singles party. Yet, that is precisely what
she's doing. She and her best friend, Angie, have made a
pact to try anything to find Mr. Right. Why not a singles
mixer at graveside? One minute everything is normal -
well, as normal as one can expect in trying to find pick up
dates amongst the dead and buried. The next, Barbie finds
herself picked up - and tossed over a man's shoulder!
Being typically female she'd hoped to get swept off her
feet, but not quite so literally! Darin Russell is everything a woman might hope for in a
boyfriend - and a bit more. He's also been looking for Ms.
Right, and the animal in him is stirred by Barbie, so he
makes his moves to claim her. However, Darin has a few
secrets he must reveal to Barbie that might see that "true
love never runs smooth." Ms. Thomas-Sundstrom gives you an intelligently witty tale,
with sparkling characters and an absolutely fun read. So
do yourself a favor, read this book and give your health a
shot in the arm!
Reviewed by Deborah Macgillivray
Posted May 27, 2009
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**A PNR STAFF TOP PICK** To what lengths might a twenty-something, single female go when confronted with raging hormones, family pressure, and a desire for a big diamond ring? For Barbie Bradley, the answer might lie somewhere in the dark, creepy pathways of an old graveyard. Where she can finally rustle up something the airhead "doll" never had . . .
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