I need to change my life. On the surface, it doesnβt look too bad. Great body, check. Pretty face, check. Job, check. Chicken pox. Check.
Stuck in her Danbury, Connecticut, condo in self-imposed exile until sheβs contagion-free, Scarlett Jane Stein keeps circling around to a passing comment her friend Pam made: how everything (read: men) comes to Scarlett just because sheβs attractive.
Is it true? All her life sheβs thought that she was fun to be around, that people liked her. Was it only because she was pretty (say itβbecause sheβs got incredible breasts)? Or is Pam, tired of playing second fiddle, now playing her? All Scarlett knows is that sheβs never found the man she believes is out there, her One True Love. So maybe Scarlett needs to change things up.
So itβs goodbye, Scarlett and hello, dowdier, schlumpier Lettie Shaw. And with her new look, new name, new home and new job, is there a chance that Lettie-nΓ©e-Scarlett will find someone who loves her for who she is inside? Or has Scarlettβs little change of face turned into the biggest mistake of her life?