Princess in Pink -- Meg Cabot

Whatever. I'll read the Princess Diaries books, but what I really want is the new Mediator.

Princess Diaries #5, or Princess in Pink took a while to get going. It was only around page thirty or so that Grandmere made her appearence. (At this point, she's the main reason that I keep reading this series. She's so horrible—I love her).

"You cannot ask HIM," Grandmere said. "How many times do I have to tell you, Amelia? Men are like little woodland creatures. You have to lure them to you with tiny breadcrumbs and soft words of encouragement. You cannot simply whip out a rock and conk them on the head with it."

(See? She rules).

So yeah, Mia wants to go to the prom, Michael doesn't. Blah blah—oh, the agony.

Once all hell breaks loose at Mia's birthday dinner due to Grandmere's hairless dog running around the resturant and everyone thinking he's a rat, leading to a busboy getting unfairly fired, leading to some entertaining Lilly action, things get crazier and more entertaining. Less whining and more doing. Also, Mia refers to Pretty in Pink a whole lot—and she agrees with me about Molly Ringwald's horrible destruction of the wonderful Annie Potts dress:

Pretty in Pink: Will Molly Ringwald go to the prom with the cute rich boy or the poor weird boy? Whichever one she goes with, does she really think he's going to like that hideous pink potato sack of a dress she makes?

It's always nice to find out that you weren't the only one who felt the pain.