What I learnt from paperback romances

I read my first romance novel at 12. It was a Barbara Cartland. The heroine was a chef who cooked peacocks and wore empire-line gowns. The hero, a duke, wore boots shined with champagne and rescued the heroine from hard times. They kissed twice. It was almost too carnal.  I soon graduated to Mills &… Continue reading What I learnt from paperback romances

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