Good In Bed

Cliche as it may be, a book shouldn't be judged by its cover (or if you're Melanie Marquez, "don't judge my brother, he is not a book!"). The cover has a caricature of a girl's crossed legs, implying she's sitting on a bed with her legs folded, and the novel's title -- Good In Bed.

Admittedly, it does catch attention when it's alongside other chick lit novels with their pastel covers.. although I never really bothered to buy it at Kinokuniya. Being the cheapskate that I am, especially when it comes to chick lit, I read it when Anne lent it to me.

I expected the usual ugly-duckling-who-triumphs-in-New-York plot like The Devil Wears Prada or The Nanny Diaries, but surprise, surprise... it's not as predictable as it seemed. It's a mix of Jemima J, The Diary of Bridget Jones, and Cosmopolitan. I love the way Jennifer Weiner narrates Cannie's story thru witty and sarcastic dialogues and flashback snippets.

So girls, read Good In Bed by Jennifer Weiner... it's better than The Devil Wears Prada.