As the advertisement says, What Happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas, but sometimes things have a way of following you home. Things like a new husband, perhaps.
High fashion model Paris James celebrated her 30th birthday in high style. Donning her slinkiest red sequined gown, she set out to paint Vegas to match. Apparently she was pretty successful - she really canít remember - but the hangover she is experiencing is causing hallucinations. What is an Elvis costume doing draped over a chair in her suite? Come to think of it, who is the man in her bed??
You guessed it! She married an Elvi at the Graceland Chapel. But was it the champagne or fate? The groom turns out to be her high school confidant Turner Pruitt who brings a whole new meaning to hunka burniní love. Turner is convinced that destiny or a higher power have brought them together. Since he is a minister, he may know what he is talking about. Paris is having none of it and heads back to Manhattan as soon as her head stops spinning.
She Woke Up Married is a romantic comedy to be sure, but author Suzanne Macpherson has crafted a novel of surprising depths. There are plenty of laugh-out-loud moments, but they are underscored by strong emotion and some unexpected undercurrents.
I could not put this book down until I learned whether Paris would be able to trade in her self-indulgent high-maintenance lifestyle and become the woman that Turner saw within. Their cadre of well-meaning friends are hilarious and vibrant. The plot has some twists and I like the fact that Ms. Macpherson was willing to risk the comedy for deeper issues. It all came together very well.
If you like a combination of The King, Grace Adler, and Queer Eye, She Woke Up Married is the book for you. Just right for a chilly Spring evening at home.