In the fourth of Kinsella's bestselling Shopaholic tales, Becky Brandon returns to London from her 10-month honeymoon to discover Jess, a long-lost half sister and no-nonsense geologist who (gasp!) hates shopping. Besides trying to find common ground with her new sib, the well-meaning material girl also must cope with the fact that her honeymoon loot won't fit into her flat. If you understand how uplifting kitten heels with diamanté straps can be—and whipped happily through Kinsella's previous novels—this book's for you. If you prefer fiction with a bit of substance, though, save your money; this is ditzy, even for chick lit.