I enjoyed the first of this highly amusing cozy modern crime series and was pleased to find that the second was every bit as good. No worries about the background being poorly researched when the author is a real-life wedding planner, and again I found myself wishing there could be more of this side of things. Not that the crime story isn't exciting, pacy and enjoyable, because it is and I didn't guess it, but the society weddings are so hilarious and over-the-top. Having the protagonist tell the story is not always a good idea, but Annabelle keeps to the point and manages to stay away from repetition, getting maudlin or being too ditzy (three of the main problems with telling a story in the first person in too many books). Leatrice is a hoot, and the outrageously campy Richard, hairdresser-dressed-as-a-priest Fern and the "Mighty Morphin Flower Arrangers" all contribute to make this a laugh-out-loud tale. More please, and soon.