I'd do nothing but reading if I could (ok, maybe eat some great food, buy some fancy shoes between two books...oh, and spend some quality time with the gorgeous guy I married while I am on reading-break anyway...)
Attraction purely based on beauty - and fame (regarding the hero).
I didn't feel much for the heroine. Even her stupid little "Look at me, I might be super-gorgeous but you have to love me cause I was a klutz back in High School" diary didn't make her more likable.
Also her story was contradicting: Either she was doing the bridesmaids thingy for her travel money (mom blackmailed her) or because the movie star is so hot. But somehow both was true: She was waaaay too cool to enter her name herself, but got into the spirit of "get the rich and handsome bachelor!" quite fast.
I am out of here.