By Samya A.
3 out of 5 stars ★★★☆☆
To Libby Mason, Mr. Right has always meant Mr. Rich. A twenty seven-year-old publicist, she’s barely able to afford her fashionable and fabulous lifestyle and often has to foot the bill for dates with Struggling Writer Nick, a sexy but perpetually strapped-for-cash guy she’s dating (no commitments – really). So when Ed, Britain’s wealthiest but stodgiest bachelor, enters the picture, her idea of the fairy tale romance is turned on it’s head.
Mr. Maybe is the tale of her heartfelt but hilarious deliberation, irresistibly chronicled by bestselling author Jane Green. On one hand, Nick makes up for his low bank-account balance by his performance in the sack, or in the bathtub, as the case may be. But life with him means little more than nightly trips to the bar, a dark and grungy apartment, and plenty of dull political tirades to boot. But those blue eyes, and that tender heart…
On the other hand, there’s Ed, whose luxurious house and gargantuan bank account are quite tempting to the starving Libby. But his unsavory mustache and bumbling ways make Libby wonder if the platinum AMEX and unlimited “retail therapy” are worth it. He may have fallen in love with her at first sight, but nothing seems to solve his lackluster performance in the sack – even speed reading The Joy of Sex. When the diamond shopping commences, Libby is forced to realize that the time for “maybe” is up.
The first half of this book was intriguing as I hang on to the words of the protagonist(Libby). Who , although extremely shallow, could be quite witty and knew what she wanted out of life and love. What she wanted being a rich man who would look after her and she would do anything to get him. And who can blame her? She had always gotten the short end of the hershey bar when it came to relationships. So if her notions on how to behave and who to become while in a relationship, were a bit too victorian..I don’t blame her one bit! Or so I thought at first…
As I got more into the story ,I started slowly getting pissed off at her. This was after(spoiler alert!) she and Nick broke up. When she shacked up with Ed because he was all she wanted (or thought she did) on paper, not to mention he was rolling in it! What annoyed me most about their relationship was how stuffy and pretentious Ed was and how she slowly became a shell of her previous self for him. She gave up too much of herself for this man. The man who bought a house devoid of furniture and was waiting for his wife to decorate it. The man who wouldnt use the words “career” “genius in her field” among others to describe the perfect woman.The man who felt that a womans place was in the kitchen and nowhere else.Who probably doesnt know where fun is in the dictionary.Perhaps my dislike of his ideals were rooted in feminism? Or maybe I was merely rooting for Nick.
Needless to say his existence irritated me.
This book addresses the idea that its not always the woman to blame when a relationship ends. I also like how Jane Green made her character come to the realization that only after she loved herself and all her flaws could she expect another to follow suit.
I especially loved her bestfriend. It was refreshing to see the strength of the bond they had. I loved how Libby finally understood what it meant to be loved and love someone else in a pure way. And that money in’t the answer.
A bit cliché that it ended with Nick and Libby getting back together. Which was obviously going to happen. Although who doesnt love a happy ending with all the loose ends tied up? Me. Thats who. Id rather stay up and curse the writer for leaving me in suspense while imagining what would happen next. But thats just me.
All in all, its a lazy read for those summer afternoons when Old man time really doesnt feel like pushing the hands of time forward.Its the perfect in betweener for when youve read a book thats left you feeling wrecked. I’d recommend it to anyone who can read. Above the age of 18 ofcourse.