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I loved this book - it is a fun, light-hearted romance novel.
A quirky book.
Very funny book. I have read it a couple times.
Amanda Connor is a life coach--not a magician! Granted, as a televised publicity stunt for her new business, the savvy entrepreneur has promised to transform some poor slob into a perfectly balanced example of modern manhood. But, Mike Cavaco gives, "raw material" new menaing. Wither her future at stake, what can Amanda do but roll up her sleves, get down to work...and pray for a miracle.
Amanda Connor is a life coach--not a magician! Granted, as a televised publicity stunt for her new business, the savvy entrepreneur has promised to transform some poor slob into a perfectly balanced example of modern manhood. But, Mike Cavaco gives, "raw material" new menaing. Wither her future at stake, what can Amanda do but roll up her sleves, get down to work...and pray for a miracle.
This is the first time I had read this author. The story is original and funny!
the heroine is pushy and slightly nuerotic. the hero well he tries but it goes to show that women really rule the world. it was a really funny but kinda slow read.
amazon.com review.....
Begin with a career girl determined jump-start her business. Add one out-of-work chef working as a part-time taxi driver. Include heated attraction. The result a delicious, eclectic romance light on the palate and heavy on the fun.
Serial dieter and personal life coach Amanda Connor will go to any lengths to make Aspirations, Inc a success. She sets up a lottery and anxiously waits at the last minute for a winner, while the TV station manager threatens to withdrawal all support of her company. She brags that she can transform any man, but secretly hopes for one with strong possibilities. So when the taxi guy shows up with the winning ticket, she finds herself making good on her promise, despite the condition of his clothes and attitude. Mike doesn't want to be on TV and he doesn't want to discuss his personal goals -- even if he had any. When she enters Mike's world, however, she has absolutely no idea how to cope with it.
Mike Cavaco finds the Lotto tickets in the backseat cushions of his taxi. He only agrees to go along with the Lotto because he "can't stand to see a perfectly nice girl lose her TV-news deal because of him." Despite his determination to be a nice guy, however, he doesn't think much of Amanda's plans for a makeover at a posh resort and a shopping spree. Mike thinks he gets all the "buff and polish" he needs every morning in the shower. Yet he finds himself swept away by Amanda, into an outrageous world of women whistling at his knees and toe waxing.
MAKING OVER MIKE is an outlandish comic delight for the poolside summer reader. Witty dialogue, pleasing characters and a humorous plot, this novel has all the necessary elements to satisfy a craving for romance. The secondary characters are also a lot of fun, including the mother with paste handprints on her pants and the creator of modern art. Such detail gives MAKING OVER MIKE a hint of depth without bogging down the narrative. MAKING OVER MIKE is great mind candy! Very highly recommended.
Begin with a career girl determined jump-start her business. Add one out-of-work chef working as a part-time taxi driver. Include heated attraction. The result a delicious, eclectic romance light on the palate and heavy on the fun.
Serial dieter and personal life coach Amanda Connor will go to any lengths to make Aspirations, Inc a success. She sets up a lottery and anxiously waits at the last minute for a winner, while the TV station manager threatens to withdrawal all support of her company. She brags that she can transform any man, but secretly hopes for one with strong possibilities. So when the taxi guy shows up with the winning ticket, she finds herself making good on her promise, despite the condition of his clothes and attitude. Mike doesn't want to be on TV and he doesn't want to discuss his personal goals -- even if he had any. When she enters Mike's world, however, she has absolutely no idea how to cope with it.
Mike Cavaco finds the Lotto tickets in the backseat cushions of his taxi. He only agrees to go along with the Lotto because he "can't stand to see a perfectly nice girl lose her TV-news deal because of him." Despite his determination to be a nice guy, however, he doesn't think much of Amanda's plans for a makeover at a posh resort and a shopping spree. Mike thinks he gets all the "buff and polish" he needs every morning in the shower. Yet he finds himself swept away by Amanda, into an outrageous world of women whistling at his knees and toe waxing.
MAKING OVER MIKE is an outlandish comic delight for the poolside summer reader. Witty dialogue, pleasing characters and a humorous plot, this novel has all the necessary elements to satisfy a craving for romance. The secondary characters are also a lot of fun, including the mother with paste handprints on her pants and the creator of modern art. Such detail gives MAKING OVER MIKE a hint of depth without bogging down the narrative. MAKING OVER MIKE is great mind candy! Very highly recommended.
To save her business, the savvy, hyper-enthusiastic life coach Amanda Conner has promised to transform some poor slob into "a well-rounded, perfectly-balanced example of twenty-first-century success. In just thirty days." On live television! When Mike Cavaco, a temporarily-between-kitchens culinary whiz and contented, easy-going bachelor, turns in Life Coach Lotto tickets that were left in the cab he's driving at the moment, one turns out to the the Lotto winner, and he is mistakenly swept to the life-changing experience. Can love be find a way to help them survive the show with both their dream jobs in hand?
This is one of the funniest books I read in the past year.
The Pygmalian theme was fast paced with well developed characters and steamy love scenes. Lisa Plumley is a wonderful writer. B+
The Pygmalian theme was fast paced with well developed characters and steamy love scenes. Lisa Plumley is a wonderful writer. B+
very cute contemporary romance. The whole idea of the makeover was hilarious. I could just picture my macho man hubby having to go through some of the things that Mike did.
From the back...
Amanda connor is a life coach--not a magician! Granted, as a televised publicity stunt for her new business, the savvy entrepreneur has promised to transform some poor slob into a perfectly balanced example of modern manhood. But Mike Cavaco gives "raw material" new meaning. With her future at stake, what can Amanda do but roll up her sleeves, get down to work..and pray for a miracle?
In a city crawling with hot restaurants and hotter women, culinary whiz and contented bachelor Mike has been in his glory--until now. Simultaneously jobless and dateless, he's forced to trade his sweatpants, poker games, and pay-per-view sports to spend 24/7 with a hyper-enthusiastic mentor who happens to be easy on the eyes--but impossible every other way. Unwilling Mike never suspects that he's about to become the man of Amanda's dreams--or that she might just turn out to be the woman of his.
From the back...
Amanda connor is a life coach--not a magician! Granted, as a televised publicity stunt for her new business, the savvy entrepreneur has promised to transform some poor slob into a perfectly balanced example of modern manhood. But Mike Cavaco gives "raw material" new meaning. With her future at stake, what can Amanda do but roll up her sleeves, get down to work..and pray for a miracle?
In a city crawling with hot restaurants and hotter women, culinary whiz and contented bachelor Mike has been in his glory--until now. Simultaneously jobless and dateless, he's forced to trade his sweatpants, poker games, and pay-per-view sports to spend 24/7 with a hyper-enthusiastic mentor who happens to be easy on the eyes--but impossible every other way. Unwilling Mike never suspects that he's about to become the man of Amanda's dreams--or that she might just turn out to be the woman of his.
Writers are told to write what they know. If they don't know their subject they're supposed to do research. Ms. Plumley needs to learn how to do research.
Quite obviously, neither Ms. Plumley nor her agent nor any editor who touched this book has ever come within fifty feet of a pool table. I actually did a double take then stopped and read it again when, on page 64, the hero identifies the six ball as blue and white. Uh, no. The six ball is green. Always. Okay, so it has a white circle with the number in it but then so do all the balls. The two ball is blue. The ten ball is white with a blue stripe. This is a fact so basic, so easily checked, that I can't imagine how it got into a published book.
It gets worse.
"...he aimed his shot three inches to the left of the cue ball..." (page 68) What is Ms Plumley talking about? You aim your stick at the cue ball. You hit the cue ball so it hits the object ball. So what exactly is he aiming that's left of the cue ball?
I'm not done.
If anyone thinks a group of guys can move a pool table under a traveling cue or object ball so that an object ball goes into a pocket (laughably implausible) without that being noticed by anyone within twenty feet who's not comatose is living in a world where the physical laws don't even resemble the world I live in. I stopped reading here on page 70. And I've stopped reading Ms. Plumley's books because I no longer trust her not to insult my intelligence. If she can't be bothered to do even a pittance of research, I can't be bothered to read her books.
Quite obviously, neither Ms. Plumley nor her agent nor any editor who touched this book has ever come within fifty feet of a pool table. I actually did a double take then stopped and read it again when, on page 64, the hero identifies the six ball as blue and white. Uh, no. The six ball is green. Always. Okay, so it has a white circle with the number in it but then so do all the balls. The two ball is blue. The ten ball is white with a blue stripe. This is a fact so basic, so easily checked, that I can't imagine how it got into a published book.
It gets worse.
"...he aimed his shot three inches to the left of the cue ball..." (page 68) What is Ms Plumley talking about? You aim your stick at the cue ball. You hit the cue ball so it hits the object ball. So what exactly is he aiming that's left of the cue ball?
I'm not done.
If anyone thinks a group of guys can move a pool table under a traveling cue or object ball so that an object ball goes into a pocket (laughably implausible) without that being noticed by anyone within twenty feet who's not comatose is living in a world where the physical laws don't even resemble the world I live in. I stopped reading here on page 70. And I've stopped reading Ms. Plumley's books because I no longer trust her not to insult my intelligence. If she can't be bothered to do even a pittance of research, I can't be bothered to read her books.
