Metro Mama Reviews: The Undomestic Goddess
After two weeks of seriously dedicated reading, I needed something light, (both literally and figuratively) to read by the lake. It needed to be light enough to hold in one hand, freeing my other hand for my frosty beer, as well as light in the figurative sense, so my beer-addled brain could digest it without strain. I found what I was looking for in
The Undomestic Goddess, Sophie Kinsella’s latest book.
I’m a big fan of the Shopaholic series, and Kinsella’s newest heroine, Samantha, is equally charming.
Samantha is a young, workaholic, hotshot lawyer for a big London firm, who is up for partnership. When she makes a terrible mistake at work, she flees the building, and takes a train to the country. She stops for directions at an estate, where she is mistaken for an interviewee for a housekeeping position. Desperate for a place to sleep for the night, she plays along, and lands the position.
You can probably guess the rest. Of course, there is a handsome gardener who works with Samantha (hmmm…now I’m distracted...thinking about the gardener from Desperate Housewives...). He helps teach her how to stop and smell the roses, so to speak.
The Undomestic Goddess is the perfect accompaniment for a hot summer day: like an ice-cream cone—empty calories, but satisfying and sweet.