Sunday, August 24, 2014
Book Review:: Remember Me?
Remember Me? by Sophie Kinsella
Early this summer, I was invited to a girls' night in to celebrate the birthday of my friend, Brooke. Everyone invited brought a book, wrapped to conceal its identity, and each party-goer left with a mystery book! We had a brilliant time playing charades and the like, and I walked away with this hilarious book.
I've loved the Confessions of a Shopaholic series by Sophie Kinsella, so I already knew this was going to be a fun read. I was not disappointed. Ms. Kinsella has a wonderful voice in her heroines, and manages to make you feel like you yourself are the narrator.
In this witty book, Lexi Smart, a 25-year-old carpet salesperson with little money, a dumpy apartment, and a loser boyfriend. After a hard week of work, on the eve of her father's funeral, she and her girlfriends go out to drown their sorrows, and while hailing a cab, Lexi trips and falls, hitting her head. Next thing she knows, she's waking up in a hospital....three years later. Only, she wasn't comatose for all of that time. No, she was just in a minor car accident a few days before, and the knock to her noggin erased three years of memories. What's even more disconcerting is that she doesn't even recognize her life. All of the sudden, she's in perfect shape, her teeth and hair look amazing, she apparently crashed her Mercedes (WHAT? She didn't even own a car!), and she was, gulp, married.
At first, this new life is everything she's ever dreamed of having...perfect husband, huge hilltop mansion, closet the size of a normal person's house, high profile job, live-in housekeeper. But as time passes with no sign of her memory ever returning, she begins to miss her former life. And she discovers that the new her missed the old her, too.
I seriously laughed out loud throughout this book because of the clever narrative and witty banter. There were a few curse words I could've lived without, and an extramarital affair that is somewhat glorified and excused. The underlying message, though, was solid: be careful what you wish for, because you just might get it." And what it costs to get what you desire may just be your true self.