THIS IS THE FIRST THREE ADORABLE FAT GIRL BOOKS IN ONE BIG, GLORIOUS FUNNY PACKAGE!!The books star Mary Brown our funny, gorgeous and bonkers heroine. Mary knows she needs to lose weight, but when she realises she can’t cross her legs, has trouble bending over to tie her shoelaces without wheezing like an elderly chain-smoker, and discovers that even her hands and feet look fat, it’s time to take … time to take serious action.
So, one rainy day, she puts down her pizza and heads off to Fat Club where she flirts, causes mayhem and celebrates every pound lost with a huge glass of wine.
This is the story of her adventures, dramas, loves and disasters.
“I cried with laughter. Mary is like everyone who’s ever tried to lose weight,” Daily Mail.
“Seriously – buy this book. It’s the funniest thing I’ve ever read.” Cosmo.
“Believe it or not Mary Brown really is an adorable fat girl. and this book is utterly hilarious.”
“This is one memorable book with so many relatable and realistic characters.”
“Mary Brown is just wonderful, and I challenge you to read this and not be amused by the book. I am so looking forward to reading more of the Adorable Fat Girl series, and anything else that Bernice Bloom writes.”
“Bernice has a wonderful way with words and incorporates much into a few pages that makes you think about maybe your own issues or of those you see around you. A wonderful pick you up, feel good read.”
“I had to stifle giggles on more than one occasion.”
“It is the first book in a long time that actually had me laugh out loud!”
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Favorite Quotes:
Sorry, it might sound like a horrible thing to say, but when I was sweet and pretty and slim, men opened doors. Now they take one look at me bulldozing my way down the street and think ‘well that one can clearly open the door herself – blimey she might take the whole thing off its hinges’… The day you can’t squeeze into your size 16 jeans is the day you learn to open doors for yourself.
I wanted the fish and chips like I’ve never wanted anything in my life before, but I reined myself in. I could easily nick some of Ted’s chips instead, everyone knows that the calories don’t count if they are contained in food nicked from someone else’s plate.
“This is the stupidest thing ever to happen to me in my whole, entire life.” I just shrugged. It wasn’t the stupidest thing to have happened to me that week, so I wasn’t in a position to comment.
Most beauticians think they’re scientists… And I was absolutely sure that every time they covered my face in something like mashed up beetle’s’ legs, sea moss and elephant’s semen that I’d emerge looking like Cameron Diaz. That was the thing about going to the beauticians – it was all about the hope.
Honestly, bringing out weighing scales at a Fat Club was like bringing out a hand grenade or a venomous snake. I noticed that Janice had physically recoiled from the sight of it.
My Review:
Originally written as three separate novella type installments for a six-part series, I giggle-snorted my way through this delightfully amusing yet insightfully written tale of a dramatic, Queen-Sized, Calamity Jane type named Mary. Mary was a trouble-magnet of the most unusual variety, yet she meant well, most of the time. Mary had acquired a weight problem following a vaguely referenced traumatic event in her teens, and while she had attempted and failed many diets, she was frustrated with herself and driven to join her first group-oriented approach, a group she called “Fat Club.” She made new friends with a few of the members and a special friend indeed with Ted, a sweet man whose kind heart was as large as his appetite. I enjoyed the premise, adored the quirky characters, and was highly entertained and charmed by Ms. Bloom’s observantly insightful, colorfully descriptive, and humorous writing style. Much to my merriment, Mary repeatedly found herself in the most unusual and comical of predicaments. The ending of this book felt rather abrupt until I realized the story had not concluded but had reached a satisfactory for-now stopping point in the middle of the series, as there were three more installments remained. And between giggles, I fell upon a new addition for my Brit vocabulary list with “cack-handed” – which according to Urban Dictionary means “an awkward or inept way of doing something; originally meaning left-handed, stemming from cultures that use their right hand to eat and their left hand to wipe their behind.” I am eagerly looking forward to more cack-handed adventures as I already have Cruise with an Adorable Fat Girl waiting for me on my Kindle. And, my apologies to any southpaws who may accidentally stumble upon this silly little review.