The Best Day of Someone Else's Life

The Best Day of Someone Else's Life

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by Kerry Reichs

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Despite being cursed with a boy's name, Kevin "Vi" Connelly is seriously female and a committed romantic. The affliction hit at the tender age of six when she was handed a basket of flower petals and ensnared by the "marry-tale." The thrill, the attention, the big white dress—it's the Best Day of Your Life, and it's seriously addictive. But at twenty-seven,

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Despite being cursed with a boy's name, Kevin "Vi" Connelly is seriously female and a committed romantic. The affliction hit at the tender age of six when she was handed a basket of flower petals and ensnared by the "marry-tale." The thrill, the attention, the big white dress—it's the Best Day of Your Life, and it's seriously addictive. But at twenty-seven, with a closetful of pricey bridesmaid dresses she'll never wear again, a trunkful of embarrassing memories, and an empty bank account from paying for it all, the illusion of matrimony as the Answer to Everything begins to fray. As her friends' choices don't provide answers, and her family confuses her more, Vi faces off against her eminently untrustworthy boyfriend and the veracity of the BDOYL.

Eleven weddings in eighteen months would send any sane woman either over the edge or scurrying for the altar. But as reality separates from illusion, Vi learns that letting go of someone else's story to write your own may be harder than buying the myth, but just might help her make the right choices for herself.

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Reichs is the daughter of bestselling thriller writer Kathy Reichs, and her cute romantic comedy debut makes BDOYL syndrome-imagining your wedding day as the "Best Day of Your Life"-scarily palpable. A 20-something Washington, D.C., wine buyer, "Vi" Connelly (née Kevin-her parents expected a boy) embarks on an excruciating, crushingly expensive odyssey: she attends more weddings than you can count on two hands in less than two years, all the while searching for the love of her life, and mooning over her lost first love Caleb Carter. Fans of Meg Cabot's 27 Dresses will find that Reichs rewards those patient enough to sit through all the toasts, and Vi's Web store purchases allow for some comic e-mail-based retail moments. (May)

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The Best Day of Someone Else's Life
By Kerry Reichs
HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. Copyright © 2008 Kerry Reichs
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ISBN: 9780061438578

Chapter One

My First, Her Third

The first wedding I ever went to was my aunt's third, and it wouldn't be her last.

My aunt Jackie was beautiful, and demanded attention like neon graffiti on a church. She gave me my first taste of schnapps, a delicious, minty syrup that I later learned was good when drunk sparingly and disastrous when guzzled. Most importantly, Jackie gave me my first taste of the BDOYL.

At age six I was too young to realize that Jackie's (third) wedding was the beginning of my indoctrination. That my participation in the wedding ritual was intended to sucker me down my own bridal path, ring on my finger as firmly as a bit between the teeth, to what the world would view as my greatest accomplishment: the Best Day Of Your Life. The BDOYL begs the question of why girls are so eager to get married if it's all downhill from there. After the vows, does life hold only lesser happinesses, the mildly unfulfilling expectation that today might be the Second Best Day Of Your Life—but only if it's really, really good? Like winning the lottery, having a baby, or bumping into the ninth grade bully Susan Bland and seeing that she'd gotten fat and had some sort of skin condition while you had your skinny pants on.

But, as my aunt was having one of the three greatest days of her life (thus far), my brainwashing commenced. I was oblivious, ofcourse. I was never very bright that way. It was third grade before I figured out the bait-and-switch of the New Lunch Box. Each August, I'd happily trail my mother to pick out a new My Little Pony or Strawberry Shortcake lunch box, eager to strut the new model at school. Dazzled by my shiny object, I'd be unwrapping my cream cheese and jelly sandwich the first day before realizing I'd been duped into a classroom prison for the whole year. With my aunt's wedding, instead of a lunch box, I was given a basket of flower petals, and instead of school, I was sucked into an elaborate "marry" tale about the BDOYL.

My encoding would progress from merrily scattering rose petals to the doctrinal texts of Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, and Sweet, Savage Love. (What can I say? I was a precocious reader.) Then came the junior preparatory rituals. I staged weddings between Barbie and Ken, and between my Sea Wees mermaid dolls and my brother's G.I. Joes, blissfully ignoring the sticky I-live-on-land-you-live-underwater issue. No problemo. It's true love. I would later observe similar avoidance in many a Determined Bride, myopically focusing on her glorious BDOYL and railroading blindly past warning flares: Fiancé has never filed an income tax return, Fiancé spends more on cosmetics than you, or Fiancé drives an '82 El Camino and calls it a "venerable classic." Worry not. It's true love.

Eventually the BDOYL Story led to eleven trips down the aisle, nine one-wear-only dresses in colors to make the blind wince, seven pairs of dyed-to-match shoes, thirteen Very Humiliating Moments, six seriously regretted hook-ups, one sprained ankle, four allergic reactions, seven stitches, multiple hangovers, and a total cost exceeding $56,800. And that was just other people's weddings.

Not surprisingly, I developed a healthy skepticism about marriage. Which isn't fair, really, since I embrace Christmas wholeheartedly, turning a blind eye to the same corruptions there. But I did, so there you have it. They'd title The Movie Starring Me "The Grinch Who Stole First Corinthians." You may mist up at the first mention of "Love is patient, love is kind . . ." but trust me, by the fifth time they trot out this war-horse of wedding readings, you'll be looking to bury your lavender satin pump in the minister's eye socket.

But not at the beginning. At age six, at my aunt's wedding, I presaged none of this. I was solely interested in being the center of attention and annoying my cousin.

I couldn't be Barbie. I knew that. But when I saw Jackie in her gown, I saw a version of princessness within my reach. You got the billowy shiny white dress and the sparkly earrings and the delicate shiny shoes. An admitted sucker for shiny objects, I was enslaved. When it was my turn, I would glisten and smile and laugh charmingly at my own carefully selected audience, self-conscious of my lofty status and the attention pinned to me as I twirled gracefully on the arm of my prince, a crisply tuxedoed figure crowned with a blurry face befitting his lesser status in the affair. The marriage to follow had no traction with me, but the lure of the wedding was awesome.

I didn't remember much about Jackie's Husband Number One except that he looked like one of the bad guys in Return from Witch Mountain and swept me into a lap that smelled like garlic. Husband Number Two was pretty in the way of gleaming appliances or game show hosts. He called me "Littlekin" and gave me smooth round stones that he polished in a machine that made loud grinding noises. Jackie met him when she worked in her first husband's office. People didn't talk about it, so I knew something wasn't right. People didn't talk about him anymore because he was in jail.

Now Jackie was marrying Cub. I didn't know much about him except that Jackie was happy to be getting married and Cub was helping her. The whole time Jackie was dating Cub, the adults would ask, "When are they getting married, when are they getting married?" Getting married was what everyone wanted, you knew that from the way people talked, and that's why you had weddings, which were the best things ever.

Watching Jackie star in her big show, I was ready to be Princess by Proxy. My white-blond hair hung in curler-enforced ringlets that contrasted starkly with my stick-straight bangs and the occasional escapee curler-eluding strand. I wore a floor-length Holly Hobbie—style pinafore and clutched a basket of pink and yellow rose petals. My cousin Jared was seven, and wore one of those short pantsuits that distort a little boy into a mini-man in a way that emphasizes his childishness. Plaid, of course, because it was the 1970s.


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Best Day of Someone Else's Life 3.6 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 25 reviews.
SheilaDeeth More than 1 year ago
I used to watch "Friends" on TV. That was back when we lived in England. The networks showed it late at night when my kids were safe in bed. Then we moved to the States and it was shown at 6pm. No way could we persuade the kids to do homework while Mum and Dad sat on the sofa in front of the box, so no more Friends. And we never saw a single Friends wedding. Anyway, if you liked "Friends," you'll probably like Kerry Reich's book, "The Best Day of Someone Else's Life." It's filled with characters and relationships that reminded me of the TV series, as twenty-somethings sit drinking wine, teasing the wine-waiter, and sharing the ups and downs of their big-city lives. The action moves between Washington DC and North Carolina, where the protagonist grew up, and where the first weddings take place. "Eleven weddings in eighteen months," it says on the back cover, though I thought I counted more... The protagonist, Vi, uses mixed-up movie titles to label her life, and I'm pretty sure Four Weddings and a Funeral came in there somewhere. It's one of my favorite movies, and one I thought of often as I read. I even found myself wondering what a movie of "The Best Day..." would be like, and though I'm hopeless at identifying movie stars, I certainly had some very clear pictures in mind of how the characters would look and sound. Kerry does a really good job with dialog. Movie names that I didn't recognize, store names that may or may not have been real, different types of wine, and a pretty large cast of characters - everything seemed very clear just from the speakers' tone of voice. The transitions from big city to small town pulled me along beautifully, despite my limited knowledge of American life. And I loved the chance to see behind the scenes of "the America Wedding." (I must admit, I'm very glad I only have sons.) At 431 pages, Vi's story, from excited six-year-old in the first chapter to genuine, well-rounded adult in the conclusion, is quite a long read. However, it's perfectly designed for someone who isn't aiming to finish a whole thing in one sitting. The book rewards being set down between chapters, with characters that stay with the reader as if you've really met them, and with deft reintroductions of ideas that help you remember what's going on. It's the sort of book that you don't need to flip back through, to see who was whose friend, or why Vi's upset with her mother; an easy, relaxing read, but not a trivial one. In the end, besides being entertaining, the book really does make you think about what weddings and marriage might mean. I enjoyed it.
harstan More than 1 year ago
Kevin ¿Vi¿ Connolly may be the gender bedding equivalent to A Boy Named Sue, but she is a die hard romantic who expects one day her Prince Charming will sweep her off her feet. She has felt that way since she was six years old and carried a basket of flower petals at a wedding. However two decades plus later she remains single and a bit wary of being a bridesmaid instead of the star attraction.-------------- She knows part of her problem is not settling like some of her friends have. Vi insists on finding her soul mate. As she closets one dress after another, not to be used again, she begins to wonder if she will ever find her beloved.--------------- Although THE BEST DAY OF SOMEONE ELSE¿S LIFE is thin on sustenance, readers will commiserate with the beleaguered heroine who has gone down the aisle eleven times to hear someone else say ¿I do¿. Vi laments about the materialism waste of buying expensive dresses for one time use as symbols of failure. Although the story line lacks substance, chick lit fans will appreciate Vi¿s on target analysis of the honor of being in the wedding party, but the defeat of not being the star attraction.------------- Harriet Klausner
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I ordered this on a whim and thoroughly enjoyed it. It was nice to see a writed who looked at both sides of the marriage equation through a fictional story. There are still happy endings, but it's more believable than most stories.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book made me laugh out loud. It&#699 s so funny and so smart, and it reads so quickly. It&#699 s also romantic, which I love! And it is very modern... I highly recommend this book for you and your girlfriends, I thoroughly enjoyed it!
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Very clever writing, great characters.
GME7777 More than 1 year ago
I did enjoy this one. It is not a literary genius, but to pass the time on the airplane it definitely took my mind off of being 30,000 miles high in the air (not a fan of flying...). I did see a few typos, but the story is cute and I like happy endings. It did not get real graphic in the sexual department and I appreciated that. I give it a PG rating in that sense. Overall I am pleased with it.