This is the third “Little Lady” book and it was most satisfying. In fact, I liked it much better than the second one, and while it does stand alone, it did work really well with the other two to make a complete story. If Hester Browne knows what’s good for her she’ll resist the temptation to keep turning out more of these and stop while she’s on a high note. (but if she does write another I’ll read it!)
In this installment Melissa’s family continues to be outrageous, her flatmate Nelson beyond compare in terms of a sweet selfless foot rubber, and her business fascinating in its scope. The prince of the title is the sort of obnoxiously wealthy sleazy guy who is always in tabloid magazines. As his grandfather is friends with her Granny, Melissa ends up taking him on as a favor. Her goal is to get make him, well, princely. In the meantime she’s got to cope with her new fiance, Jonathan (the debonair American) living in Paris and expecting her to give up her business.
There are the usual hijinks and one can’t help but be envious of Melissa’s figure and Honey wardrobe (Honey being her alter ego who is always in pencil skirts and corsets and heels). A good quick read. And while in the previous ones you could definitely see that Melissa was accustomed to the finer things in life, dealing with a prince really ups the luxury quotient in this one (yachting with royalty!).