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Originally Posted by Sil_liS
No, this is the stock formula of romance novels: the leading lady finds out that her life isn't complete without Mr. Right. In chick lit the leading lady's life is complete as long as she can still shop for shoes. If she knew before the story starts that shopping makes her happy, then it's just a matter of having enough money for it. If she didn't know, then she finds out.
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I must be confused about the ranges that fit. I read "Confessions of a shopaholic" and was mildly amused by all the crap this girl was buying, and enjoyed it for what it was. I found the sequels, however, extremely painful to get through. It was all the same exact story, only with a sister, a baby, a husband, yada yada....
But the definition of "romance novels without the sex" I tend to find a lot of - Maybe all the shopping stuff whizzes by me because that's not something I am drawn to in my real life (I'm not a fashion connoisseur, and I buy one pair of sneakers every 3-4 years.)