"Irish-American billionaire seeks bright, beautiful, independent, but, above all, Irish wife. Please send photo and three-hundred-word essay about yourself to P.D. Box NY 14786. Looking for genuine love. No timewasting money-grabbers please."Laura has been twenty-five for nearly ten years and it's starting to show. Successful and sassy, she has spent her money on hard living and tough boy-toys. She's hoping this ad might provide her with the chance to pull her Ferrari into the last gas station before the desert. Gloria is watching her hard-earned business go up the nose of her womanizing ex-husband. Tired of life and not yet thirty, she's determined never to go back to poverty again.Maybe this is the chance she needs to make sure that doesn't happen. Sandy doesn't have marriage oh her mind—she's too ambitious for that. But this might be the big story that could make or break her career as a journalist: On the other hand, her curves and long red curls just might win her a husband in the deal. Three women and one Irish-American billionaire seeking a wild Irish rose of a wife. Out of hundreds of replies, the hopelessly romantic billionaire has whittled down the single women of Ireland to the finalists, and now he's coming over to choose. But he's going to get more than he bargained for from these wild cats and colleens. Morag Prunty's first novel is a hilarious, electric satire set in contemporary Ireland, where the Celtic tigress is charging through Dublin in a pair of Gucci mules.