The Curvy Girls Club
A hilarious, heart-warming read about normal women who decide to ditch the weighing scales and love themselves just the way they are.Perfect for fans of Sophie Kinsella and Bridesmaids.Can the curvy girls have their cake and eat it?Meet best friends Pixie, Ellie, Katie and Jane. Fed up with always struggling to lose weight, they start a social club where size doesn’t matter. Soon it’s the most popular place to be – having fun instead of counting carbs. And the girls suddenly find their lives changing in ways they never imagined.But outside the club, things aren’t as rosy, as they struggle with the ups and downs of everyday life.In this funny, heart-warming read about normal women learning to love themselves, the curvy girls soon realise that no matter what life throws at them, together, anything is possible . . .Loved The Curvy Girls Club? Then indulge yourself in the brand-new feel-good sequel, The Curvy Girls Baby Club – can the friends keep their sense of humour, not to mention their self-esteem, in the face of haemorrhoids and elasticated waistbands?
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MICHELE GORMAN
The Curvy Girls Club
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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 2015
Copyright © Michelle Gorman 2015
Cover image © Roxanne Lapassade 2015
Cover design © Nicandlou 2015
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This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the authorâs imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
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Source ISBN: 9780007585625
Ebook Edition © January 2015 ISBN: 9780007585632
Version: 2015-12-09
For all women of every shape and size. Thereâs so much more to us than meets the eye.
Contents
Copyright
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
The Curvy Girls Club Book Club Questions
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Acknowledgements
About the Author
About the Publisher
Pixie rejoined our little group, muttering as she shot dirty looks at Pam, our Slimming Zone consultant and weekly bearer of bad news.
âIâve had it,â she said. âDo you know how much weight Iâve lost in the last four years? Do you? I worked it out over Christmas. Seventy-six pounds. Thatâs two hundred and sixty thousand calories I havenât enjoyed,â she continued, saving us calculating that depressing equation. âAnd do you know how much weight Iâve gained back?â Her hazel eyes glinted.
Glances bounced between Ellie and Jane and me. I wouldnât answer that question if water-boarded.
âAll but seven pounds. Itâs taken me years to lose what I could have flushed down the loo with a minor bout of dysentery. Iâd have been better off drinking the water on holiday in Morocco.â
âYouâve just hit a wall, thatâs all,â said Ellie. âIt happens to everyone. Youâll feel better next week.â
âIt feels like the Great Wall of China, love.â She shook her head. âWhy should next week be any better, or the week after that?â
Ellie was flummoxed by such blasphemy. âIt just will be. Youâve got to stick with it. Pam saysââ
âI know what Pam says, Ellie. Iâve been coming here for four years. Four years. Iâve lost seven pounds. Iâm sick of it. Why do we keep doing this to ourselves?â She gestured around the room, to the crowd of new faces. Post-Christmas optimists. By Easter theyâd be as bitter as Pixie.
âBecause we love each other and get to see each other every week here,â said Ellie. âYouâre my best friends. Katie and I wouldnât have met you if it wasnât for Slimming Zone.â
Weâd joined not long after Pixie did, and I couldnât have been more grateful to have Ellie at my side. Iâd looked forward to that first meeting about as much as my familyâs annual visit to Great Aunt Bernardine, who smelled of cats and liked to explain to me why I was single.
Weâd entered the church hall fearing the worst. Would they announce our weight in booming voices tinged with judgement? Would everyone laugh? Was the rest of the group only there to lose those stubborn last five pounds, making us the elephants in the room?
We neednât have worried. Everyone was friendly and supportive. Nobody announced pounds gained, only pounds lost. And as Ellie just pointed out, thatâs how we met Jane and Pixie. They were already friends, Jane having joined about a year before Pixie. They might seem like opposites but Slimming Zone had brought them together, as it had us all.
