The bride is a doll. The groom is the perfect gentleman. But the rest of the wedding party? They’re the stuff of nightmares. Rich? Check. Vapid? Double Check. Entitled? Not enough checks in the world. And the Best Man? More like the Worst Man.
But Maid of Honor Franchesca takes her duties seriously. Kidnapped groom? She’s got this. Rude attendees? You just watch her handle them. So a best man with a big attitude and an even bigger…checkbook? Yeah, there’s no way she’s going to let that pretentious, judgmental jackhole ruin her best friend’s wedding. No matter how sexy he is. (Well, that’s the plan anyway…)
Aiden Kilbourn doesn’t do long-term relationships. He’s busy ruling the business world, and has yet to find a woman he can tolerate for longer than a month, two at the outside. Conquering the unconquerable is basically his bread and butter. And he hasn’t met a challenge that he can’t win. But Franchesca Baranski? This smart-mouthed girl from Brooklyn may just be his downfall.
I tried. I really did. In fact, I picked it up again after abandoning it at 11%. Welp. Still didn’t get any better for me.
I bought this book after it had been recommended in a few reading groups I was in on Facebook. I also read reviews touting this as a modern Pride & Prejudice. Also, people keep saying this was so funny.
I love P&P and I love funny books. Unfortunately, The Worst Best Man didn’t live up to its promise.
I think the P&P comparison was misplaced. This was nothing like P&P at all. The rom-com aspect was also debatable. I did not find this book funny at all. It’s not my kind of humor. If you like The Hangover 3 type of humor then you’ll probably enjoy this book. I wasn’t a fan. Catfights and girls insulting each other was never funny to me. To a 12-year old boy, it’d probably be hilarious but not to me.
I also disliked almost everyone except for Pru and Chip. The two main characters bored me to tears. He was a generic, gorgeous billionaire with family issues who called the heroine a stripper because “she dances like she’s got experience” whatever that means. And she’s a generic, gorgeous girl from the wrong side of the tracks who is not like other girls. The other tried to make this distinction by continually harping about how the heroine is curvy and dark-haired while the “other girls” are blondes, thin, and crazy. Their animosity for each other was contrived and their banter grated on my nerves mostly because it felt inorganic and forced.
I really have an issue with how awful the other women (that wasn’t the heroine or the best friend) were written. I’ve come to hate the girls-versus-other-girls in romance. Just stop perpetuating harmful stereotypes about women. It’s even more jarring since the other men in the book weren’t treated the same way. Oh sure, the heroine and hero made comments about them being overgrown fratboy but the hate and disdain were deserved for the other female characters. I am tired of it.
And then there’s the plot. I mentioned The Hangover and it’s kind of like that and it wasn’t even well done. It was just juvenile and so not funny.
By the time, the hero and the heroine got it on I was ready to quit. So I did.