Champagne Kisses?

Quality

Anyone read this book. It is by Amanda Brunker..

pookie82

Quality wrote: »

Anyone read this book. It is by Amanda Brunker..

Have you read the book or are you trying to figure out whether or not to buy it????

Zaph

Right, I'm deleting all the posts by Quality, ntlbell and myself between Quality's first post and the one before this to get this thread back on topic. If anyone has a problem with that pm me ot take it to Feedback.

Quality

pookie82 wrote: »

Have you read the book or are you trying to figure out whether or not to buy it????

figuring out whether to read it..

Wouldnt be her biggest fan, she is an interesting lady all the same. Plenty of press about the book.

Just wondering what the ladies opinions are on it.


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Thanks Zaph.

dr.bollocko

I wish Zaph could edit all the threads.
Its like thread sex in a garden of beautiful daffodils.
Sorry to be off topic.
I'm just so glad I'm here.
/basks.

I assumed this thread was about chocolate. I am deeply disappointed.

Amanda Brunker does not feature in my encompassing definition of interesting.

Maple

I thought this thread would be something saucy, disappointed now.

Wouldn't buy this book if my life depended on it.

stovelid

Hopefully it will make the Booker shortlist but I'm sure the old prejudices will ensure that it's omitted.

Loopy

Im the same would have no interest in reading it, to put it mildly, Im not a big fan..

My brother and sister (twins) were her class in school and said she was a total wreck the head then too..

Quality

did she go to mount temple?

stovelid

Quality wrote: »

did she go to mount temple?

Not sure, but she definitely shagged James Nesbitt?

Loopy

Quality wrote: »

did she go to mount temple?

Sure did;)

stovelid

stovelid wrote: »

Not sure, but she definitely shagged James Nesbitt?

EEEWWWw that is a mental image I didn't need!

Clare Bear

I can't believe she's still around after all this time. She won Miss Ireland a million years ago and just won't disappear. One of the biggest wannabes we have in this country. I'm sure her book is amazing though....:pac:

bills

well some people are buying it as its on the bestsellers list!! i definetely wouldnt be wasting my money on such crap:D

Quality

i dont think anyone is going to admit to it now...:(

bills

sorry, maybe i was a bit harsh, but not her biggest fan as you can tell

Quality

Dont worry, I think we all think she is a media attention seeking whore.
I was talking about her yesterday and was told that she tried to drop the hand on an Irish Rugby player ( who shall remain nameless). Anyhow he said to her "Your all right love, Dont want to end up on the front of the Sunday World".

Gaoithin

She was reading some extracts from it on Today FM this morning... I won't be rushing out to buy it. :rolleyes:

Loopy

bills wrote: »

well some people are buying it as its on the bestsellers list!!

I'd say the same people who rushed out to buy Jordans / Kerry Katona's books

Damzilla

Gaoithin wrote: »

She was reading some extracts from it on Today FM this morning... I won't be rushing out to buy it. :rolleyes:

I heard that too. It sounds rubbish.

SunnyP

There was a extract in the sunday world last week - sounds like dribble in my opinion

Setun

She was in our bookshop the other week signing a few books. She seemed grand tbh, but very hyper.

The book looks pants though.

tribulus

Quality wrote: »

did she go to mount temple?

Explains it all...

Given her journalism work I wouldn't be expecting much from this, assuming she actually wrote it herself?

Peared

Amanda Brunker hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Womans a joke without a punchline.

I know lots of brilliant* stuff about her, such a pity I can't spill.

* skandlis.

RuailleBuaille

Peared wrote: »

Amanda Brunker hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Womans a joke without a punchline.

I know lots of brilliant* stuff about her, such a pity I can't spill.

* skandlis.

Share please!
I'm sure they'll be a better use of my time than reading her book!

Quality

Peared wrote: »

Amanda Brunker hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Womans a joke without a punchline.

I know lots of brilliant* stuff about her, such a pity I can't spill.

* skandlis.

Thats just teasing us.... Spill the beans... Give us something...

Zaph

Please bear in mind that Ireland has libel laws that hold the publisher responsible for anything printed in one of its publications, not the author. In this case boards.ie Ltd. is the publisher and TLL is the publication.

hayser

It's actually not a bad book, mostly a light summer read. I was a bit surprised though that she had her character Eva with men & women and wasn't shy about describing it lol. It was different from the usual Irish chick lit books though

Dragan

Total pile of puke. I don't mean what it's about, or that it is Amanda Brunker....I just mean this is arguably the worst written sample of anything i have ever read.

Ever.

AS the plastic baton made its way towards me, I could feel myself getting caught up in the naughtiness of the game.

So far there had been boys locking lips with other boys as they sucked the piece of plastic off their neighbour - all of them announcing how 'secure' they were in their sexuality.

Then came my turn to be passed the cellophane. As my new acquaintance turned to me with her glossy long chestnut brown wavy hair and twinkling doe eyes, she arched one eyebrow and gave me a devilishly cheeky wink before leaning forwards and pressing her full lips against mine.

Closing my eyes as if we were sharing a proper kiss, I pushed my lips against hers, and was temporarily lost in the smell of her sweet perfume.

I had never been this close to a woman before, yet it didn't feel strange or weird. In fact it felt perfectly normal, and wonderfully enjoyable. Actually it was better than that. It was fantastically erotic.

Why the hell hadn't I kissed girls before? And why did all these people have to be here? I could be lost in this kiss - this plastic-cover-coated kiss - all night! Of course with everyone chanting, 'Go Eva, go the diva!' I doubled up with a fit of the giggles and dropped the plastic down my top.

As Neil automatically reached for his bottle, my new girlfriend wasted no time. Saying 'Let me fish that out for you', she softly slid her dainty fingers under the fold of my dress and retrieved the nearly invisible piece of plastic from my right boob. 'Here it is,' she said, then bit her bottom lip suggestively.

Was this gorgeous girl coming on to me, I wondered? But I had no time to react. Neil had almost viciously grabbed my chin and had started to drown me in peach schnapps.

'Extra helpings for the birthday girl,' he screamed. To which everyone cheered.

Neil ordered me to start the game again with a fresh piece of plastic, since the last piece was too small. I turned to Robert, who I had almost forgotten was still with me.

He had a strange look on his face, as if he was jealous. Then as if he felt he had to reclaim his woman, he quickly licked a few stray splashes of peach schnapps off my arm before puckering up.

He lingered as we swapped the plastic, but all I could think about was this chick beside me flirting.

As we mirrored tongues through the plastic, Parker and Anna chanted 'Get a room,' so I sheepishly pulled back and let him move on to Lisa, which he did very quickly, before snapping his head back to me with possessive eyes and squeezing my thigh.

Instantly a look of disappointment shot across her face, which was pretty amazing as her regular Botox injections rarely allowed such emotions to be shown.

Looking like one of those latex sex dolls with her mouth gaping open as she tried to suck in the piece of plastic,she threw me an evil eye as if to say who the f**k does your boyfriend think he's snubbing? Turning to an old boyfriend of hers, Adrian, she gave him a dramatic snog worthy of an operatic performance penned by Andrew Lloyd Webber. As the group whooped and cheered, Robert pulled me close and in a serious voice said, 'You looked like you enjoyed that.'

'You're a phe-nom-enal kisser.' I rolled my tongue as I spoke, trying to distract him from my lesbian tryst.

'No. I'm talking about your other kiss.' He pointed to my gal pal like she was the scene of a crime.

I pulled a serious face and told him, 'Yes I did!' He wasn't my boss, and he certainly wasn't going to give me grief on my birthday.

As I reached for my glass, my lesbian fantasy next to me noticed I was running low on champagne.

'Let me fill you up,' she smiled before grabbing a bottle of Laurent Perrier rose from one of the two ice buckets between the tables and topping up my glass to the brim.

'Cheers.' I raised my glass in a toast.

'My name is Lucy, by the way. Lucy Ormond,' she replied. 'In case you'd like to know.'

Just then a very boisterous Neil tapped me on the shoulder and stuck a bottle of peach schnapps in my mouth. 'Another splash for not paying attention,' he said.

Thankfully only a tiny drop fell from the bottle, as it was as much as I could stomach. I returned to flirting with Lucy. The coast was clear as Robert had since taken leave for the Men's in a huff.

'I'm Eva Valentine. It's my birthday.' I gave her a coy look as I spoke.

'I know, I was a big fan of your column,' she gushed. 'And you know what else? Our initials spell LOVE.

It's an anagram, Lucy Ormond and Eva Valentine. Cool, huh?' Gobsmacked, I just raised my glass again and clinked it against hers. 'Cool alright...'

When it was Lucy's turn to pass the plastic to me again Robert was still lost in frustration somewhere else so I took full advantage of the freedom. Instead of sticking to the rules of the game - not that there were any formal rules - Lucy peeled the plastic off her Angelina Jolie lips, grasped the back of my head and pulled me in close for a deep kiss.

I didn't restrain myself. I felt like I was in a movie.

So there we sat in the middle of this large group of mutual friends kissing passionately.

I felt like a porn star.

As long as she was kissing me, I'd kiss her back, I thought.

Loopy

Oh God, crock of shit

Quality

Jesus I am sorry I asked now...

John Mason

looptheloop wrote: »

Oh God, crock of shit

LOL, my thoughts exactly.

but in fairness i dont get all the chick lit stuff, i prefer my books with a bit of substance

Dragan

irishbird wrote: »

LOL, my thoughts exactly.

but in fairness i get all the chick lit stuff, i prefer my books with a bit of substance

It reads like she ate a dictionary and alphabet spaghetti and then threw up and made a "sexy" story out of it.

Party lesbianism stops being interesting when your 18.:pac:

panda100

looptheloop wrote: »

I'd say the same people who rushed out to buy Jordans books

I didnt read Jordans books but I think the Gurdian digested reads sum up excatly what they'd be like ,v.funny!

http://books.guardian.co.uk/digestedread/story/0,,1223315,00.html
http://books.guardian.co.uk/digestedread/story/0,,1708490,00.html

Peared

Zaph wrote: »

Please bear in mind that Ireland has libel laws that hold the publisher responsible for anything printed in one of its publications, not the author. In this case boards.ie Ltd. is the publisher and TLL is the publication.

What s/he said.

Boo urns.

Zaph

Peared wrote: »

What s/he said.

Boo urns.

Fixed that for ya.