You would have had to have been living under a rock for the past several months, not to know about the book with a very dashing, very voracious young man named Grey as the main character with, I like to call it the “Twilight Franchise for Horny Housewives”. Though I haven’t read even the first sentence of one of the books, I know plenty of people who have and who have no qualms about telling me all kinds of things about the book that I really never cared to know in the first place—sorry y’all, I’m far from a prude, but those books just aren’t for me. I’m more the type of girl who likes to LOL about how funny charters like Mr. Grey are, much like author of the parody to “that other book”, Fifty Two Shades of Blue-ish—if you’ve been cracking a smile since I mentioned the name of the book, then this my friends, is for you.
Published author, noted speaker and nice Jewish girl (most of the time—according to her), Karen S. Exkorn, takes readers on a hilariously sexy and silly ride with virginal, Rachel Levine, and her handsome man. Fifty Two Shades of Blue-ish, follows the main characters as they flirt with the dark side and surrender to their deepest, darkest desires.
This sexy and silly parody is an entertaining romp through Rachel’s life as she strives to find the delicate balance between love, lust…and latkes. Over candlelit dinners with Manischewitz on ice, she surrenders to the forbidden desires of her inner princess (Jewish American Princess, that is…).
Fifty Two Shades of Blue-ish is a pulsating page-turner that will stir up your every fantasy…and your Jewish guilt (even if you’re not Jewish!).
I’m taking part in a blog campaign for Fifty Two Shades of Blue-ish and as part of that I’m supposed to share one of the things that I’ve always wanted to do, but haven’t…this could be fun right?
So, alright, I’m writing this with the full belief that none of my readers would ever make fun of me for wanting to do what I’m about to tell you…I can trust y’all can’t I?
Good…so here goes.
Alright, so since I was little, I’ve always wanted to perform on stage in front of a crowd, like a huge crowd, like Justin Bieber big, I know it sounds kind of silly, but I used to have this dream of becoming like the next Mariah Carey, minus the nervous breakdowns and general craziness. Since I’m fairly certain that Simon Cowell isn’t going to be knocking at my door any time soon, I’ve pretty much given up on performing on stage, but I still maintain that it would be the absolute most amazing thing ever.
Since I’m always saying that seeing (in this case reading) is believing, I’ll let y’all judge for yourself...
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