To be clear when I first read the title for this I thought it was about the insect variety wasp, not the elite social circle WASP. I'm glad I read the info blurb on it however, since the insect variety of wasp does not interest me at all :)

This is apparently Lipton's second novel, but I haven't read the first (It's About Your Husband) so I can't be certain if her style improved or not. I personally found it eager and refreshing. Peggy is a likable character and Luke isn't a bad guy. If you're like me and you know very little about what happens in families like the Vanderbilts or Rockafeller's (aside from the tabloids of course) this can be a very interesting to read.

Its by no means a deep book, or filled with super-secrets of what many consider to be American Royally (after all don't those families epitomize what America stands for? Making yourselves out of nothing and then building an empire with it?), but it can be amusing.

I wasn't certain how to view Peggy's handling of the affair with Luke--on the surface it sounds very self-serving of her, but honestly she isn't greedy or pretentious. She's given a way out of something embarassing while also helping someone out. Her own relationship was floundering after all.

This is a quick fun read with witty banter and amusing characters. Perfect for a day at the beach or by the poolside. ( )

Peggy is eager for her boyfriend of seven years to propose. Then on a trip to Las Vegas with some of her best girlfriends, she wakes up one morning, not remembering the night before, married to a WASP from Connecticut. Because of the frail state of his aunt and for financial reasons they decided to go on with the sham of a marriage until the woman dies and they can sell her house. I know, how touching, right?According to the Wikipedia definition of a WASP, I'm not technically one but I do know a few. They're not rich or entitled and I don't know any that act like the WASPs in this novel. Of course, they're not from Connecticut, so maybe that has something to do with it? Or did the author make up this sense of entitlement? I'm sure it used to be there, but is it still? Ultimately the book made me wonder: are WASPs from Connecticut really like this? Do they really still worry about marrying one of their own? Are they really that opposed to people from Queens? I doubt it.SPOILER ALERT: The ending discouraged me a little. I was happy Peggy and Luke ended up together, but they fact that they inherited a large sum of money in the end? They could have been happy together without the money and I think they author could have made a stronger point if they hadn't been handed the easy life in the end.I bought it at the bookstore thinking I would really enjoy it. Unfortunately, I had to give it just two stars for "it was okay" because it was just okay. The plot didn't hold my interest and the characters were kind of bland except for Aunt Abigail. Overall, it was a light chick-lit read that killed last night and this afternoon. ( )

After seven long years of courting Brock, Peggy Adams has reached the end of her over extended New York minute. She admits that she loves the handsome and charming sports cameraman but has seen one too many of her former roommates walk happily down the aisle, one too many of her old college friends announce a second pregnancy.
Just before hopping a plane to Vegas for a friend’s bachelorette party, she gives Brock an ultimatum: It’s time for action or eviction. If he doesn’t tie her down, she can’t help but float away.
She plans to follow through on her promise but maybe not quite the way things unfold.
After a wild night of rather uncharacteristic partying in Sin City, typically reserved and anxious Peggy finds herself in a hotel bed next to a complete stranger. Convinced that nothing more scandalous than snoring happened that night, Peggy bolts for the east coast, before her bed buddy comes to.

Of course, whoever said, “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas” didn’t know Luke.

While tending to her soap boutique back in Manhattan, the following week, Peggy picks up the phone. The caller is none other than Luke, the man she met in Vegas and he needs to speak with her immediately. See, it turns out that though their physical integrity remained intact over the course of the night, they did manage to get hitched. Woops!
They are on their way to an annulment speedier than their actual wedding when Luke’s great aunt Abby appears in the doorway. She would like for the two to stay married. She would like for them to stay married so badly that she is cutting Luke out of the family’s inheritance if they split.
After the two recover from the initial shock, Peggy hatches another plan and it might just work out positively for everyone. Or, you know, it might end in total calamity.
This was complete uncharacteristic reading for me but I can’t say that it was a loss. I’ve attempted a few “chick lit” bits in the past but have never really enjoyed the experience. I had long since given up trying when I came across Lipton’s story. It sounded cute and I have been a bit worn out with heavier things so I decided to give it a try.
While it wasn’t earth shatteringly remarkable, it was definitely fun. The writing was smooth and easy without being shallow or choppy. The plot, itself, was pretty upbeat and adventurous if a little bit silly. It also had very little down time which I find to be problematic in romances. I enjoyed the caricatures of WASPs, New England life, out-of-towners and displaced “city people”. Growing up just outside of Boston, I have always been well aware of Yankee-isms and though I have been out of the north east for over five years, the attitude and life style were easily painted by Lipton’s cast.
The only wearing part, for me, was that, at awkward moments, the emotional intelligence of the characters seemed lacking, leaving parts of the story with a taste of frustrated redundancy. There seemed to be too much inner monologue from Luke’s mind or Peggy’s thoughts that seemed to be unnaturally pent up. It left me feeling a bit helpless, as a reader, often wanting to scream, “Just tell person x how you feel, already!” there was a lot of mildly incredulous secret keeping that I just don’t think would fly in real life.
I think, if you manage to suspend your system of perceived reality, you’ll have a better time with this book. I did enjoy it as a fun romp and eventually didlet go of my need for the story to line up with feasibility. ( )

I strangely kind of loved this book. I think I have to just accept that I like chick lit. And, despite all its problems, this one resonated with me. What can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic. Also apparently a sucker for New England. ( )

Inprobable story. Who can believe this story. Lipton used to write interesting books but now what is she doing. Chit lit. find something else to read.