America’s favorite TV dating expert just found out her husband is cheating on her.
Darby Vaughn, a small-town girl turned dating guru, has finally landed the life she’s always dreamed of: A handsome, charming husband she’s crazy about, a fabulous home in an exclusive neighborhood, a bestselling dating book, and tax-deductible pedicures. Thousands of women have attended Darby’s famous Dreamgirl Academy and followed her man-snagging advice to the letter, in hopes that their lives will turn out just like hers.
But when she finds out her husband is cheating, her publicity-perfect world spins out of control. Not only is the most humiliating moment in her life splashed across every supermarket tabloid and celebrity gossip show, but her reputation as America’s favorite love expert is shot. Her book sales have tanked, her publisher has canceled the rest of her tour, and her love life has become fodder for late-night TV. To make matters worse, Darby’s husband’s ex-wife Gigi keeps feeding the media frenzy in hopes of furthering her own reality TV career. If Darby takes her philandering husband back, she will be breaking her own most cardinal law of relationships (Never stay with a cheater!), and her career will be over. If she sticks to her own rules, she’ll lose the only man she has ever truly loved. As her marriage and career fall apart, Darby learns that even dating experts get their hearts broken, and that when it comes to matters of the heart, none of us are in complete control.
Editorial Reviews:
“Holy #@%*! This book is going to be a bestseller. I loved Fifteen Minutes of Shame
and I don’t know a woman who wouldn’t.”
- Michael Alvear, Star of HBO’s Sex Inspectors
"Comedy, romance, Fifteen Minutes of Shame has it all."
--Coleen Murphy, Producer, Riverbank Studios
“I was instantly hooked on this funny romance”
- Clare Naylor, Author of The Second Assistant
“Lisa Daily has a knack for putting the “pop” back into pop culture. A pitch perfect romantic comedy”
- Marci Wise, Senior Producer, WFLA
Fifteen Minutes of Shame is brilliant and funny chick lit comedy,
Daily is an author on the rise.” -- Bestselling author Mia King
“A smart, hilariously funny gem of a book.” -- Lisa Earle McLeod
syndicated columnist, Buffalo News
"Fall-out-of-your-chair hilarious! One of the funniest chick lit romance novels you'll read all year!"
--Miss Lit Blog / Fiction Bestsellers for Women
Genre: FICTION / Contemporary Women
Fifteen Minutes of Shame won the Romantic Times Best Chick Lit Award for 2008, and was optioned for film as a major motion picture by Stephen Susco.
“I’m utterly humiliated.”
I hiss this to my best friend Jules, as I squat behind the smelly dumpster of a Gas-N-Go, trying to sneak a glimpse of my husband without getting caught.
“Damn.”
He glances in the general direction of the dumpster and I panic. I nearly fall over backwards and accidentally drop my cell phone into a murky puddle. It hasn’t rained in weeks, and I fear toxic waste, or worse, old convenience store hot-dog water as I fish out my phone and wipe it off on my sweatpants. It leaves a sort of greenish smear, and I don’t even want to imagine what it could be.
Last week I was on national television, wearing a cute little non-mommy outfit and my favorite pair of Christian Louboutins, talking about how every woman deserves a fabulous life, and how they too can snag the man of their dreams. This week I’m crouching in filth, looking a lot like a homeless person because I forgot it was my turn to drive carpool this morning and I rushed out of the house wearing dirty sweatpants, the “Who’s Your Daddy?” t-shirt I slept in and a pair of sparkly pink flip-flops. I can’t remember brushing my hair. Or my teeth.
“Are you there?” I whisper to Jules, “sorry, I dropped the phone.”
“What on this earth are you doin’?” she asks, in that honey-dipped drawl all men melt for. Jules is a flesh and blood, eighth-generation Southern belle. She hasn’t left the house without earrings since puberty. Any two-hour car ride with her includes a picnic basket fully stocked with ham biscuits. She’s always polite, and she’s always enviable. Jules would never be caught squatting behind a dumpster spying on her husband in her pajamas.
The truth is, I have no idea what I’m doing.
