Loan sharks are circling, I’ve got my dad’s hospital bills to pay, and my landlord is about to kick out into the street. It’s all doom and gloom until my best friend Jesse tells me that she’s found me a job impersonating famous hotel heiress, Tamara Honeywell.
I get to live on a ranch in Montana for month and the money is sweet. The only snag is I’ll have to have my lips injected, and act like a spoilt, demanding, selfish bitch. Oh, what the hell! Collagen is temporary and I can do SDSB.
Then I see the cowboy who comes to collect me. Drop dead gorgeous and can’t stand SDSBs.