I’ve been cover snarked!

Here I am in New York. Made the mistake of walking all around town in wedge heels yesterday, so now my calves are killing me! Good going, Di.

So then, I arrive home to my hotel room very late, after a lovely boozy dinner with a college friend, to discover this: I’ve been Cover Snarked by the Smart Bitches!

Remember those romance novel covers I did a few years back? Well, apparently Candy and Sarah take issue with my magenta-hued skin on the “paranormal” one. Can’t imagine why.

Candy: Every time I look at this cover, the smooth jazz starts playing, and then you find out that the woman is actually this guy’s long-lost sister and they’ve been engaging in accidental incest for the last three seasons of the show, and all of this came to light only because their mother woke up out of a 10-year coma. Man, the things they do for sweeps week.

Sarah: Behold the powers of my divination! This man is not thinking about sex. Or secrets. He’s thinking about basketball, specifically as to whether he can use her head to shoot 3’s.

Candy herself was kind enough to email me and point out the post, a service they probably did not render to the computer generated models in the other covers. And now, of course, I’m never going to be able to look a this cover without thinking the guy is indeed, picturing my head as a basketball. Because Sarah? She may be right. Might be the color.

In other cover news, just received my first ever foreign edition for Secret Society Girl. Stay tuned. I’ll be posting it soon!