Hola chicas!

By now, most of you should have received a little token of our appreciation in the mail; assuming you had forwarded us your email addresses before our carrier pigeons left the building. We’re sorry it took so long to reach each and everyone of you. It wasn’t as easy training pigeons as we thought it would be. Don’t worry, next year we’ll use owls instead! I mean, it worked for Harry so I see no reason why it wouldn’t work for us right? Right??

We apologise for the lack of man flesh in the envelope. The RMB budget is running on low this year (already!) so we really couldn’t splurge on postage. I mean, we’re already eating them crappy meals from the clearance bin at Tescos (oh for shame!!) and downing as much wine as we can at communion in order to get y’all something bigger and better next year! So. Thanks again for all your support and love, for liking our reviews, your comments, and fantastic recommendations! Strawberry Bellinis on da house!

XOXO
Lola, Sheri, Mi

Hola RMB readers,

A month back (Ok fine, 2 months) we’d promised to send you guys a little something as a way of saying “Thanks for listening to us swoon over gorgeous, built Alphas and bitch about the heroines who don’t deserve them.” To those of you who have written in with your addresses and demands to know what it is, no, it is not Gerard Butler.

Anyway, we’re sorry it’s a little late, but we’ve been busy reading, reviewing, raniewing, shopping, drinking, eating, drinking and whipping Juan and Sven into submission (this is as fun as it sounds). But we’re going to send it out next week. Pinky swear! So if anyone else still wants to get a little “The RMB girls love me and I can prove it!” gift, drop us an email with your address!

XOXO
Lola, Sheridan & Mimi

Our dearest darling RMB readers, authors, fangirls, critics, poison-pen writers and that weird guy with the dreadlocks who’s always sniffing around our garbage,

We are One! (And by this, we don’t mean we are united in the face of adversity (i.e Pansy heroes with limp noodles and the annoyingly clueless heroines who love them) although we are too). We’re a year old, and as fresh and supple as a baby’s butt (but far nicer smelling).

As we traipse around the pink donut of the RMB offices in our Louboutins and Jimmy Choos, Juan and Sven sniffling with emotion at our 6-inch heels, we promise to always be truthful, gorgeous and snarky.

And so, we thank you all for your support, your comments, your words of encouragement, and baseless disapproval (don’t think we have forgotten about you EDGAR).

We hope you will continue to enjoy our reviews and ranviews in the morning over vodka on the rocks or after a long day’s work over double vodka on the rocks. If you come across real true non-imaginary 6 feet of good looking macho muscled manliness with an insatiable appetite for.. physical activity and a penchant for.. kinky experimentation, well, you know where to find us!

To show how much we LOVE you, we have a little gift (please don’t be expecting a diamond ring or Sven wrapped in only a ribbon) for those of you who want it! Just drop us an email at ladies@ripmybodice.com with your mailing address and we’ll send you our lovely present!

Happy reading!

Lotsa love and kisses,
the RipMyBodice ladies
Lola, Sheridan and Mimi
xoxo

Our dearest fans!

We’ve been approached by one of our own (ie. someone who reads more romance novels than there are newspapers in a year) to help complete a survey. Not just any old boring survey but a ROMANCE NOVEL related survey. We’ve all had a go at it - Lola nearly chipped her nail while she was typing away furiously on why books NEED a true blue ALPHA Alpha Male and not some pansy ass wimp, and Sheri actually put down the vodka bottle for 15 minutes *gasp!* to give her 2 cents worth of what was sorely lacking in the romance novel industry - advance copies to fab review sites *cough*like us*cough*.

If you’ve got some time to spare or have a whole bunch of things to say, go here and help out one of our readers who is trying very hard to earn her MBA degree from the London Business School.

We quote:
“We are looking at the romance genre books industry and trying to come up with future trends and development opportunities. Our objective is to come up with recommendations that will make this industry successful and thriving in the next few years - in turn, allowing us readers to enjoy many more wonderful books and stories.”

We’ll have you know, that it is out of the goodness of our hearts and our love for you (yes you!) dear reader, that we have crawled from under our sheets, donned our respective sunglasses (Chanel for Lola, Bulgari for Sheri and Gucci for Mimi) and met in Sheridan’s darkened office to release a joint statement, despite our raging headaches and slightly green (yet flawless) skin tone.

Our deepest thanks for your support, comments, (most excellent) book recommendations, quips, ideas, responses, discussions and gorgeousness this 2007. Here’s wishing everybody a magical 2008, filled with the love of a good Alpha Male (or two…or three), to more hot steamy books filled to the brim with The Twinge, The Grovel and The Longing and the manifestation of everything you’ve ever dreamt of. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

And now we retire back to our beds as the room has started to spin.

Much love,
Lola, Sheri and Mi

On this beautiful Christmas day we, the RMB girls (and our oh-so-firm bodied staff), would like to wish all of you our faithful and gorgeous readers, posters, lurkers, authors, haters, critics and fans, a most happy, merry and joyful Christmas!

Remember, always carry a mistletoe with you during this time wherever you go - this makes it easier (read: justifiable) to make out with an attractive stranger for no reason whatsoever.

Lots of Christmas love with a dash of something alcoholic,
Lola, Mimi, Sheridan, Juan and Sven

It’s that time of the year again. The bad moon’s rising and ghosts and ghouls are coming out to play. The ripmybodice girls love Halloween. Our offices are decked out with diamante skulls and bloodied daggers (basically we just moved all of Mimi’s year-long decor out from her office and into the open). We’ve done it all. Planned our annual Halloween bash; found recipes for Blood Punch; rented horror flicks like “Gigli” and “Are We There Yet”; gotten our costumes (Lola’s going as Wonder Woman, Sheri as the Captain of The Mile High Club and Mimi’s a Sheriff Gone Wild.). So all that’s left to do is present to you, our first ever Halloween post.
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My name is Lola and I must confess
That when it comes to heroes
Alpha is the best.

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According to Dictionary.com: Grovel \Grov”el\, verb\ To creep on the earth, or with the face to the ground; to lie prone, or move uneasily with the body prostrate on the earth; to lie fiat on one’s belly, expressive of abjectness; to crawl.

According to La Lola: Grovel\ heart-wrenching moment in romance novels where the hero, having realised how greviously he has wronged the heroine, must beg his way back into her good graces and her bed. The Grovel whenever it occurs in romance novels is also a treasured find for La Lola, much akin to taking a wrong turn and accidentally stumbling upon a designer sample sale.
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“Mad race to the finish”

The day started like any other and yet, it was like no other day. SheridanSC was obsessively window shopping on www.net-a-porter.com, Lola was rearranging her collection of Chanel brooches in their custom built display case, and Mimi was crooning “I shot the Sheriff” softly to her new plants, while the pink glittery counter mounted on the reception wall of the ripmybodice.com offices counted down towards September 25th, also known as Day Vishous’s Book Arrives. The girls had their regular lunch meeting by the wet bar, discussing the website, different books they’ve read, and their usual plans of world domination and retreated to their respective offices and pile of books. Afternoon stretched to evening, but the girls didn’t notice - each caught up with their own readings/review writing/deep tissue massages, until, “BANG! CRASH! CRAAAAASH!” Startled, Sheridan looked up from her readings to see Mimi gesturing wildly at her from her glass office across the corridor, for Sheridan to pick up the phone.

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