Sixteen-year-old Maybelline Chestnut has a big problem (bigger than the fact that sheâ€™s been named after a brand of mascara) and that problem is spelled M-O-M. â€œYouâ€™ve heard of serial murderers? My motherâ€™s a serial marryer. Itâ€™s a disease. The husbands get blinded by the big blonde hair and the big boobs and big personality. Thereâ€™s so much big stuff that they never notice the little cracks in the marriage until itâ€™s too late.â€ Maybeâ€™s former pageant-winning mother has been married six times, and when lucky #7 tries to give Maybe a grope, she knows itâ€™s time to strike out on her own. She takes off to Los Angeles to find her biological father, her only clue a blurry photograph scammed from one of her motherâ€™s dusty hatboxes. Accompanied by her best friends Ted (a short statured baby-mogul-in-training) and Hollywood (a tall, gangly aspiring filmmaker), Maybe at first finds California as intoxicating as she imagined it being back in boring old Florida. But as her money runs out and her friends establish lives of their own, L.A. seems meaner and colder, and Maybe despairs of ever completing her DNA mission. She is granted a reprieve from sleeping in the back of Hollywoodâ€™s car when she scores a job on taco truck and is supplied with a bed and three squares a day by an unlikely guardian angel. However, her bio-dad is still at large, and an inevitable confrontation with her confused and angry mom looms large. Will Maybe solve the mystery of where she comes from? Or will she be forced to return to Kissimmee broke and unsatisfied? This fast, fun read reminded me of Sonya Sones’ One of Those Hideous Books Where the Mother Dies,another Hollywood-themed family drama that is also shot through with laughter and tears. Pair them together for an inexpensive trip to La La Land, courtesy of your imagination!