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Shopaholic & Sister [Anglais] [Poche]

Sophie Kinsella
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Chapter One

OK. I CAN do this. No problem.

It’s simply a matter of letting my higher self take over, achieving enlightenment, and becoming a radiant being of white light.


Surreptitiously I adjust myself on my yoga mat so I’m facing the sun directly, and push down the spaghetti straps of my top. I don’t see why you can’t reach ultimate-bliss consciousness and get an even tan at the same time.

I’m sitting on a hillside in the middle of Sri Lanka at the Blue Hills Resort and Spiritual Retreat, and the view is spectacular. Hills and tea plantations stretch ahead, then merge into a deep blue sky. I can see the bright colors of tea pickers in the fields, and if I swivel my head a little, I can glimpse a distant elephant padding slowly along between the bushes.

And when I turn my head still further, I can see Luke. My husband. He’s the one on the blue yoga mat, in the cutoff linen trousers and tatty old top, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

I know. It’s just unbelievable. After ten months of honeymoon, Luke has turned into a totally different person from the man I married. The old corporate Luke has vanished. The suits have disappeared. He’s tanned and lean, his hair is long and sun-bleached, and he’s still got a few of the little plaits he had put in on Bondi Beach. Round his wrist is a beaded bracelet he got in Tanzania, and in his ear is a tiny silver hoop.

Luke Brandon with an earring! Luke Brandon sitting cross-legged!

As though he can feel my gaze, he opens his eyes and smiles, and I beam back happily. Ten months married. And not a single row.

Well. You know. Only the odd little one.

“Siddhasana,” says our yoga teacher, Chandra. He’s a tall, thin man in baggy white yoga trousers, and he always speaks in a soft, patient voice. “Clear your minds of all extraneous thought.”

Around me I’m aware of the eight or nine others in the group moving into position on their mats. Obediently I place my right foot on my left thigh.

OK. Clear my mind. Concentrate.

I don’t want to boast, but I find clearing my mind pretty easy. I don’t quite get why anyone would find it difficult! I mean, not thinking has to be a lot easier than thinking, doesn’t it?

In fact, the truth is, I’m a bit of a natural at yoga. We’ve only been on this retreat for five days but already I can do the Lotus and everything! I was even thinking I might set up as a yoga teacher when we go back home.

Maybe I could set up a partnership with Trudie Styler, I think in sudden excitement. God, yes! And we could launch a range of yoga wear, too, all soft grays and whites, with a little logo—

“Focus on your breathing,” Chandra is saying.

Oh, right. Yes. Breathing.

Breathe in . . . breathe out. Breathe in . . . breathe out. Breathe—

God, my nails look fab. I had them done at the spa—little pink butterflies on a white background. And the antennae are little diamonds. They are so sweet. Except one seems to have fallen off. I must get that fixed—

“Becky.” Chandra’s voice makes me jump. He’s standing right there, gazing at me with this look he has. Kind of gentle and all-knowing, like he can see right inside your mind.

“You do very well, Becky,” he says. “You have a beautiful spirit.”

I feel a sparkle of delight all over. I, Rebecca Brandon, née Bloomwood, have a beautiful spirit! I knew it!

“You have an unworldly soul,” he adds in his soft voice, and I stare back, totally mesmerized.

“Material possessions aren’t important to me,” I say breathlessly. “All that matters to me is yoga.”

“You have found your path.” Chandra smiles.

There’s an odd kind of snorting sound coming from Luke’s direction, and I look round to see him looking over at us in amusement.

I knew Luke wasn’t taking this seriously.

“This is a private conversation between me and my guru, thank you very much,” I say crossly.

Although, actually, I shouldn’t be surprised. We were warned about this on the first day of the yoga course. Apparently, when one partner finds higher spiritual enlightenment, the other partner can react with skepticism and even jealousy.

“Soon you will be walking on the hot coals.” Chandra gestures with a smile to the nearby pit of smoldering ashy coals, and a nervous laugh goes round the group. This evening Chandra and some of his top yoga students are going to demonstrate walking on the coals for the rest of us. This is what we’re all supposed to be aiming for. Apparently, you attain a state of bliss so great, you can’t actually feel the coals burning your feet. You’re totally pain free!

What I’m secretly hoping is that it’ll work when I wear six-inch stilettos, too.

Chandra adjusts my arms and moves on, and I close my eyes, letting the sun warm my face. Sitting here on this hillside in the middle of nowhere, I feel so pure and calm. It’s not just Luke who’s changed over the last ten months. I have too. I’ve grown up. My priorities have altered. In fact, I’m a different person. I mean, look at me now, doing yoga at a spiritual retreat. My old friends probably wouldn’t even recognize me!

At Chandra’s instruction, we all move into the Vajrasana pose. From where I am, I can just see an elderly Sri Lankan man carrying two old carpet bags, approaching Chandra. They have a brief conversation, during which Chandra keeps shaking his head, then the old man trudges away over the scrubby hillside. When he’s out of earshot, Chandra turns to face the group, rolling his eyes.

“This man is a merchant. He asks if any of you are interested in gems. Necklaces, cheap bracelets. I tell him your minds are on higher things.”

A few people near me shake their heads as though in disbelief. One woman, with long red hair, looks affronted.

“Couldn’t he see we were in the middle of meditation?” she says.

“He has no understanding of your spiritual devotion.” Chandra looks around the group seriously. “It will be the same with many others in the world. They will not understand that meditation is food for your soul. You have no need for . . . sapphire bracelet!”

A few people nod in appreciation.

“Aquamarine pendant with platinum chain,” Chandra continues dismissively. “How does this compare to the radiance of inner enlightenment?”


Wow. I wonder how much—

I mean, not that I’m interested. Obviously not. It’s just that I happened to be looking at aquamarines in a shop window the other day. Just out of an academic interest.

My eye drifts toward the retreating figure of the old man.

“Three-carat setting, five-carat setting, he keeps saying. All half price.” Chandra shakes his head. “I tell him, these people are not interested.”

Half price? Five-carat aquamarines at half price?

Stop it. Stop it. Chandra’s right. Of course I’m not interested in stupid aquamarines. I’m absorbed in spiritual enlightenment.

Anyway, the old man’s nearly gone now. He’s just a tiny figure on top of the hill. In a minute he’ll have disappeared.

“And now.” Chandra smiles. “The Halasana pose. Becky, will you demonstrate?”

“Absolutely.” I smile at Chandra and prepare to get into position on my mat.

But something’s wrong. I don’t feel contentment. I don’t feel tranquillity. The oddest feeling is welling up inside me, driving everything else out. It’s getting stronger and stronger . . .

And suddenly I can’t contain it anymore. Before I know what’s happening, I’m running in my bare feet as fast as I can up the hill toward the tiny figure. My lungs are burning, my feet are smarting, and the sun’s beating down on my bare head, but I don’t stop until I’ve reached the crest of the hill. I come to a halt and look around, panting.

I don’t believe it. He’s gone. Where did he vanish to?

I stand for a few moments, regaining my breath, peering in all directions. But I can’t see him anywhere.

At last, feeling a little dejected, I turn and make my way back down the hillside to the group. As I get near I realize they’re all shouting and waving at me. Oh God. Am I in trouble?

“You did it!” the red-haired woman’s yelling. “You did it!”

“Did what?”

“You ran over the hot coals! You did it, Becky!”


I look down at my feet . . . and I don’t believe it. They’re covered in gray ash! In a daze, I look at the pit of coals—and there’s a set of clear footprints running through it.

Oh my God. Oh my God! I ran over the coals! I ran over the burning hot smoldering coals! I did it!

“But . . . but I didn’t even notice!” I say, bewildered. “My feet aren’t even burned!”

“How did you do it?” demands the red-haired woman. “What was in your mind?”

“I can answer.” Chandra comes forward, smiling. “Becky has achieved the highest form of karmic bliss. She was concentrating on one goal, one pure image, and this has driven her body to achieve a supernatural state.”

Everyone is goggling at me like I’m suddenly the Dalai Lama.

“It was nothing, really,” I say, with a modest smile. “Just . . . you know. Spiritual enlightenment.”

“Can you describe the image?” asks the red-haired wo...

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“[Becky] Bloomwood is plucky and funny….You won’t have to shop around to find a more winning protagonist.” —People

Détails sur le produit

  • Poche: 400 pages
  • Editeur : Dell (28 novembre 2006)
  • Collection : Shopaholic
  • Langue : Anglais
  • ISBN-10: 044024191X
  • ISBN-13: 978-0440241911
  • Dimensions du produit: 17,3 x 10,8 x 2,7 cm
  • Moyenne des commentaires client : 5.0 étoiles sur 5  Voir tous les commentaires (4 commentaires client)
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Ancienne journaliste financière, Sophie Kinsella est l'auteur des Petits Secrets d'Emma (Belfond, 2005 ; Pocket, 2008), de Samantha, bonne à rien faire (Belfond, 2007 ; Pocket, 2010), Lexi Smart a la mémoire qui flanche (Belfond, 2009 ; Pocket, 2011), Très chère Sadie (Belfond, 2010) et des fameuses aventures de Becky Bloomwood : Les Confessions d'une accro du shopping (Belfond, 2002, réédité en 2004 ; Pocket, 2004), Becky à Manhattan (Belfond, 2003 ; Pocket, 2005), L'accro du shopping dit oui (Belfond, 2004 ; Pocket, 2006), L'accro du shopping a une sœur (Belfond, 2006 ; Pocket, 2007), L'accro du shopping attend un bébé (Belfond, 2008 ; Pocket, 2009) et Mini-accro du shopping (Belfond, 2011).
Elle a figuré sur toutes les listes de best-sellers avec cette série vendue dans trente-six pays.
Sophie Kinsella vit à Londres avec son mari et leurs quatre fils.

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5.0 étoiles sur 5 De la chick-lit comme on l'aime ! 18 février 2009
L'histoire en bref : De retour en Angleterre après 10 mois de lune de miel autour du monde, rien ne va plus pour Becky : Suze s'est trouvé une autre amie, Luke reprend le travail plus stressé que jamais et ses parents agissent bizarrement. La raison de cet agissement : Graham, le père de Becky, a rencontré une fille, sa fille qu'il ne pensait pas avoir, issue d'une ancienne relation. Becky a donc une sœur ! Mais rien ne laisse paraître de leur lien tellement elles sont différentes...

Le quatrième tome de la série Shopaholic est, à mes yeux, le meilleur. Car, si dans le dernier tome (où elle se mariait), Becky se créait elle-même ses problèmes, ici on sent vraiment que ce n'est pas (que) à cause d'elle. Elle se sent vraiment seule et met beaucoup d'espoir dans cette relation fraternelle qu'elle a toujours voulu avoir et qui ne se passe pas pour le mieux.

En plus d'être toujours aussi drôle, ce tome est émouvant et attachant. Il est peut-être plus terre à terre que les autres et il est donc plus facile d'en faire une comparaison avec sa propre vie que les autres tomes où Becky vit une vie... extraordinaire !
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Becky Bloomwood, un régal 8 octobre 2013
Par Airelle
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Quelle découverte pour moi que Sophie Kinsella ! Je dévore ses livres et je dois dire que la série des six Shopaholic m'a réjouie. J'ai tout lu dans la foulée. L'écriture est légère, spirituelle, élégante mais il y a toujours matière à réflexion. J'EN REDEMANDE.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 excellent 2 juillet 2013
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c'est bien la suite que j'attendais, je ne me lasse pas des aventures de Betty Bloomberg, une jeune femme qui parle vrai, sans se prendre la tête
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 J'adore !!! 10 août 2009
Par Katie VDH
je les ai tous lu et j'adore. A quand le prochain, elle peut pas s'arrêter là :-(
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Becky Bloomwood Is Back and Funnier Than Ever 10 octobre 2004
Par Antoinette Klein - Publié sur
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Becky Bloomwood Brandon is back and as funny, vulnerable, and lovable as ever. I am amazed that Sophie Kinsella can keep the humor and laughter coming with this ditzy character, but she does. Frankly, I felt this was the best of the series thus far.

We meet up with Becky and Luke in the 10th month of their round-the-world honeymoon. When an invitation to the christening for Suze's twins arrive, the travellers decide to head back to London. Of course, there are a couple of stops along the way, like Milan where Becky studies "local artifcacts" (Versace shoes) and lands the biggest fashion coup of the year by claiming a genuine Angel handbag thanks to a lot of help from a somewhat shady character who will, needless to say, be back for a proper thank you.

Becky's return is not what she envisioned, however. Not only has Suze acquired a new best friend, but her parents are acting very strange. For good reason as it turns out. A previously unknown sister has emerged from the past. Seems Daddy Bloomwood was quite the rogue before he met Mama Bloomwood. Becky immediately begins to fantasize about replacing Suze with this new sister. She dreams of watching chick flicks, eating peppermint creams, laughing, and most of all, shopping with her new-found sister Jess. Alas, Jess is not at all compatible with Becky. Not only is she a dedicated activist and rock collector, she is....dare we use the word.......FRUGAL! And she does not approve of Becky's addiction to shopping at all.

Their relationship makes for lots of laugh-out-loud moments and even a few misty-eyed ones. Following their relationship's development and explosion is a true trip into the heart of Becky Bloomwood and what makes her a character millions have fallen in love with.

So if you want to see Becky running barefoot over hot coals to get a 5-carat aquamarine at half price, interfering in Luke's business and placing him in an insufferable position, and taking the hiking trip to end all hiking trips, pick up the latest issue in this always-delightful series.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Kinsella Does IT Again!!! 7 octobre 2004
Par Tiffany Celeste - Publié sur
Shopaholic & Sister is the newest installment to what was supposed to end at a Trilogy. Rebecca Brandon (nee Bloomwood) and husband Luke Brandon have just decided to end their year long honeymoon around the globe. When they arrive back at Luke's penthouse they are bombarded with the more gifts and mementos than they could remember buying. Along with that, there are things that get thrown at the newlyweds to juggle. Bex finds out her best friend forever Suze has replaced her with a snooty Lulu, her parents are in counseling, and she finds out about a long lost half sister. Bex has been put on a strict budget due to her vast spending habits. On top of that, she owes a very important man a favor for getting her fab Angel bag. Her sister is a rock loving fanatic that would rather due her accounts than go shopping. Becky doesn't understand why her sister hates shopping I mean after all they are sisters. Becky pulls crazy antics yet she's lovable, funny, and able to turn what seems like the worst situation into one that is unforgettably hilarious and becomes a shining star in the end. The entire Shopaholic series including Shopaholic & Sister had me gripping the covers in anticipation. I hope that Sophie Kinsella will continue to write about my most favorite characters including Rebecca Brandon (nee Bloomwood) again and again.
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3.0 étoiles sur 5 I love the Shopaholic series....BUT.... 4 octobre 2004
Par J. Weiss - Publié sur
to be honest I was a little disappointed over this newest addition to the series. I have always found Becky Bloomwood to be loveable, flighty, and fun, but in this books she comes off as arrogant, spoiled, and dumb. It could be due to the fact that her penny-pinching half sister Jessica comes off as a saint, in that she is down-to-earth, responsible, and independent. Like the other Shopaholic books, it's a quick read and you think you know what's going to happen but then that "twist" comes in and throws you off, which I love, but there is a different atmosphere to this book.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 THE BEXTER IS BACK WITH A BANG!!! 7 octobre 2004
Par Dana Y. Bowles - Publié sur
This latest in the Shopaholic series begins with the ending of Luke and Becky's "round-the-world" honeymoon. They've been everywhere, and Becky loves her new "laid back" husband. But some things never change--like Becky's spending habits. By the time the couple returns to London, Becky has all but forgotten about many of her purchases--until they are shipped home; in TWO trucks. The couple arrives back in London early, to surprise their loved ones (especially Becky's beloved Suze, who is about to have her new twins christened)--and are more suprised themselves. Becky's parents share some shocking news with her--she has a half-sister!! And in typical Becky fashion, she fantasizes about her sister--and pictures them getting their nails done, sharing sisterly secrets, and of course shopping together. The announcement of a long-lost sister comes none to soon--as Becky has discovered that in her absence, her best friend Suze has replaced her with the insufferable Lulu, who shares her love of horses and of motherhood.

But Becky's meeting with her sister does not go at all as she pictured; and despite Becky's best efforts, she fails to win Jess over. A disastrous weekend spent at Becky and Luke's flat results in a heated argument--and the sisters part ways.

A joy to read, this is just a tidbit of the fun that awaits fans in this fourth installment of the series. Becky's shopping obessessions become entangled in Luke's business ventures in ways that readers just cannot see coming. Laugh out loud FUN!!

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1.0 étoiles sur 5 Painful 25 mai 2009
Par A. Reader - Publié sur
I should start by saying that I have enjoyed all of Sophie Kinsella's books that did not revolve around Becky Bloomwood (i.e. Remember Me? The Undomestic Goddess, etc.) However, I'm really surprised by how popular the Shopaholic series is. Even though I constantly reminded myself, "Remember! This is supposed to be a light and fun read," I found it impossible to think of Becky Bloomwood/Brandon as endearing, flighty or funny. Becky Brandon is irresponsible. She is immature, selfish and materialistic. She hasn't an ounce of common sense. She gets herself into terrible situations by lying (by omission) to her loved ones. Instead of facing her problems head on, she sticks her head in the sand and tries to avoid them. And then through a twist of luck she miraculously gets herself out of these messes without actually learning anything from them.

It is difficult to enjoy a book centered around a character that is so difficult to respect. How can you relate to someone who frivolously spends thousands of dollars, hides her Visa bills, fibs to her husband, messes with his business and tries to buy her sister's love? I'm supposed to like her because she did all these things with "good intentions"? I don't think so. I really tried, but this book just didn't do it for me. My opinion is obviously in the minority, so I wish other readers the best of luck with this story.
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