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Walking in My Choose by Loui Fish (LAPA publishers)
Loui Fish's Walking in my Choos is fascinating, sensationalist and poorly translated. It is peppered with typos, missing a few critical editorial items (like attribution for the foreword) and lacking in class... but I read it twice. And loved every minute of it.
I knew nothing about Loui Fish a month ago, other than that she's the ex-wife of local footballer and (supposed) hunk Mark Fish. I've spotted her in Heat, draped over this or that young buck and showing lots of booby, and I thought she was pretty. If you like that sort of thing.
But I had no idea of the shenanigans - drugs, affairs, criminals, drama, mutually assured destruction and other chaos - that accompany celeb living.
And if I had the inside track, as Loui does, I'd be too skaam to tell anyone.
Her ex must want to murder her. He, fellow sportsman James Small, and a cast of other local bigwigs come off looking like a bunch of coke-addled miscreants, and the laughingly recited tale of how little Luke Fish, aged eight or so, tried to loosen his dad's new girlfriend's tires is terrifying in the least. Oy. Those poor kids.
So if, like me, you love reading trash and you get off on knowing who's done what to whom and for what bizarre reasons, and you particularly enjoy stories about people you may spot drinking white wine at Tasha's, this book is delicious reading.
But wrap the cover in brown paper, for goodness sake, because I'd be more embarrassed to be caught reading this than I would 50 Shades of Grey, or even Twilight.
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Loui Fish's Walking in my Choos is fascinating, sensationalist and poorly translated. It is peppered with typos, missing a few critical editorial items (like attribution for the foreword) and lacking in class... but I read it twice. And loved every minute of it.
I knew nothing about Loui Fish a month ago, other than that she's the ex-wife of local footballer and (supposed) hunk Mark Fish. I've spotted her in Heat, draped over this or that young buck and showing lots of booby, and I thought she was pretty. If you like that sort of thing.
But I had no idea of the shenanigans - drugs, affairs, criminals, drama, mutually assured destruction and other chaos - that accompany celeb living.
And if I had the inside track, as Loui does, I'd be too skaam to tell anyone.
Her ex must want to murder her. He, fellow sportsman James Small, and a cast of other local bigwigs come off looking like a bunch of coke-addled miscreants, and the laughingly recited tale of how little Luke Fish, aged eight or so, tried to loosen his dad's new girlfriend's tires is terrifying in the least. Oy. Those poor kids.
So if, like me, you love reading trash and you get off on knowing who's done what to whom and for what bizarre reasons, and you particularly enjoy stories about people you may spot drinking white wine at Tasha's, this book is delicious reading.
But wrap the cover in brown paper, for goodness sake, because I'd be more embarrassed to be caught reading this than I would 50 Shades of Grey, or even Twilight.
Read more of Tiffany’s reviews on her blog.
Keen on reading this book? Buy your copy now.
Read this book yet? Tell us what you thought of the book in the comment box below.
Sign up for Women24 book club newsletter and stand a chance to win our top ten books from kalahari.com.
