I picked this up at the library because the cover was pretty and shiny. I admit it. I judge books by their covers a lot of times. If the cover is aesthetically pleasing then I figure the content inside has to be somewhat pleasing if not downright awesome. Skewed logic? Most probably. And it’s not always true but pretty covers are just so…paradisiacal.

I haven’t read any reviews for this book so I don’t know what others think about it but I liked it. It was like watching a chick flick, dressed in your pjs on a rainy day. You know how there is comfort food? This was a comfort book. Honestly. It is fluff but well done fluff.

You have a hero (dashing, check; brooding, check; foreign, check), a heroine (spunky but somewhat too straight edge) and a whole host of meddlers. (Friends at home, friends in Italy, the mischief abounds.) It felt sort of like a Shakespeare play rendered in contemporary times with a chaotic cast and absurd romantic plot lines that somehow never failed to make you smile.

It could have been bad. But I think the book saved itself by not trying too hard to be an epic romance. It’s goal was to have fun and it had fun. This is a perfect book for a day when you feel like the world sucks and you want some happy endings. So… read it. Enjoy it. I know I did.