Blog Tour: Lady Claire Is All That by Maya Rodale

Welcome to the Lady Claire Is All That blog tour post! This is the third book is Maya Rodale‘s Keeping Up with the Cavendishes series, a series featuring the Cavendish siblings of course. It’s now Claire’s, the slightly nerdy bluestocking to find her HEA!

I’ve got lots of fun things in this post, including a review, Q&A, an excerpt, and a giveaway! So scroll on down and check out all the fun stuff (:

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Blog Tour: Lady Claire Is All That by Maya RodaleLady Claire Is All That (Keeping Up with the Cavendishes, #3) by Maya Rodale
Series: Keeping Up with the Cavendishes #3
Published by Avon on December 27th 2016
Genres: Historical, Historical Romance, Romance
Pages: 384
Source: Edelweiss

Her BrainsClaire Cavendish is in search of a duke, but not for the usual reasons. The man she seeks is a mathematician; the man she unwittingly finds is Lord Fox: dynamic, athletic, and as bored by the equations Claire adores as she is by the social whirl upon which he thrives. As attractive as Fox is, he’s of no use to Claire . . . or is he?
Plus His BrawnFox’s male pride has been bruised ever since his fiancée jilted him. One way to recover: win a bet that he can transform Lady Claire, Society’s roughest diamond, into its most prized jewel. But Claire has other ideas—shockingly steamy ones. . .
Equals A Study In SeductionBy Claire’s calculations, Fox is the perfect man to satisfy her sensual curiosity. In Fox’s estimation, Claire is the perfect woman to prove his mastery of the ton. But the one thing neither of them counted on is love . . .


The Cavendish siblings have been a bit of a hit or miss for me (aka. one hit, one miss so far). But I knew as soon as I heard the title of the book that this one was going to be a fun one.

Lord Fox is totally your Regency cool-guy lord, charming and rakish. But after his betroth leaves him hanging, he needs to get back into the good grace of the ton. Enter Claire. She loves numbers and wears glasses and doesn’t want to get married or care what the ton thinks of her. Inspired by the fabulous 90’s teen rom-com, She’s All That, our over-competitive lord makes a wager that he can make our uncouth bluestocking American into the belle of the ton (unbeknownst to her, or else we’d have no drama right?). Of course hijinks and falling in love ensues.

I really enjoyed Fox and Claire together, they had a lovely opposites attracts kinda romance going on. It was fun to see a confused Claire try to figure out what to do with all the charm that Fox kept pouring on her. I also loved that Claire made Fox work for it and didn’t simply cave into the charm. Admittedly, both had some major superiority complex going on, so it was nice to see them learn to accept each other (and themselves) for exactly the way they are. Plus I’m always one for grand gestures that lead to happy endings.

I liked that Claire is intelligent and doesn’t try to hide it, thought sometimes I did find her a little judgmental to poor Fox. Fox, kind of acts like the dumb jock, but while he may not be as book-smart as Claire,  he has his own skill sets to win her over. He may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but that big heart he’s got will win you over. And I do adore his inner math thoughts!

In truth, Fox did know some math – the kind a man used in real life.

A brush of the hands +  a quick backward glance + a coy smile – an audience * heart pounding desire = a kiss.

Overall, this was a quick fun romance with a good dose of humour. It’s got all the features of a romantic comedy with character flaws that gets them into funny shenanigans, a little bit misunderstanding and drama, and happily ever after that’ll put a smile on your face. I really do love Fox’s inner thoughts.

Love did strange things to a man, like make him eager to get to a meeting of the Royal Society of Numerical Things That Make No Sense to Normal People.

PS. I’m also very excited for James’ story! He definitely stepped it up a notch in this book and demonstrated what an awesome brother he can be. You go, James!

{*Thanks to Avon & Edelweiss for providing an eARC in exchange for an honest review.



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Q&A with Maya Rodale

How did you come up with the concept and the characters for the story?
All the novels in my Keeping Up With The Cavendishes series are inspired by my favorite romantic comedies. Lady Claire Is All That is based on the 90’s rom com She’s All That. Basically, I write stories that I want to read—funny, witty, happy ever afters—and I delight in seeing mash ups of modern times and pop culture with historical romance.

What gave you the most trouble with this story?
The heroine of Lady Claire Is All That is a math genius and I am…not. At all. There isn’t much math in the novel (phew!) but what does appear is thanks to one of my dearest romance writing friends Caroline Linden, who happens to have a math degree from Harvard.

Name one thing you won’t leave home without.
Besides the obvious phone, wallet, keys, etc, I never leave home without my lipgloss. I’m addicted! My husband hates it.

Name three things on your desk right now.
Three things always on my desk: laptop, phone, caffeinated beverage.

A la Twitter style, please describe your book in 140 characters or less.
In Lady Claire Is All That sparks fly between a brainy heroine and the hot jock of the haute ton in this Regency remake of the rom com She’s All That!

What types of scenes are your most favorite to write?
I love writing the funny, teasing, loving banter between the four siblings in my Keeping Up With The Cavendishes series. Writing some good flirtation between the hero and heroine is also a favorite of mine.

How long have you been writing, and what (or who) inspired you to start?
I’ve been writing romance novels for about twelve years now (though I’ve been writing for longer than that). Then, and now, I write the book that I’m in the mood to read because I’m still a reader first!

What do you like best about being a writer? What is the most challenging part?
The best part of being a writer is not having to wear pants or interact with humans. The hardest part is when I have to put on pants and interact with humans J


About Maya Rodale

Maya Rodale began reading romance novels in college at her mother’s insistence. She is now the author of numerous smart and sassy romance novels. A champion of the romance genre and its readers, she is also the author of the non-fiction book Dangerous Books For Girls: The Bad Reputation Of Romance Novels, Explained and a co-founder of Lady Jane’s Salon, a national reading series devoted to romantic fiction. Maya lives in New York City with her darling dog and a rogue of her own.

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London, 1824

Lord and Lady Chesham’s ballroom

It was a truth universally acknowledged that Maximilian Frederick DeVere, Lord Fox, was God’s gift to the ladies of London. He was taller and brawnier than his peers and in possession of the sort of chiseled good looks—above and below the neck—that were more often found in works of classical art. By all accounts he was charming and universally liked by men and women alike, though for different reasons, of course. He won at two things, always: women and sport.

Fox strolled through the ballroom as if he owned the place. He nodded at friends and acquaintances—Carlyle, with whom he occasionally fenced, Fitzwalter, who he had soundly thrashed at boxing last week, and Willoughby, who was always game for a curricle race.

Fox flashed his famous grin as he heard the ladies’ usual comments when he strolled past.

“I think he just smiled at me.”

“I think I’m going to swoon.”

“God, Arabella Vaughn is one lucky woman.”

“Was,” someone corrected. “Didn’t you see the report in The London Weekly this morning?”

Fox’s grin faltered.

That was when Mr. Rupert Wright and Lord Mowbray found him. Their friendship stretched all the way back to their early days at Eton.

“We heard the news, Fox,” Rupert said grimly, clapping a hand on his shoulder.

“I daresay everyone has heard the news,” Fox replied dryly.

It didn’t escape his notice that the guests nearby had fallen silent. It was the first time he’d appeared in public since the news broke in the paper this morning, though Arabella had so kindly left him a note the day prior. Everyone was watching him to see how he would react, what he would say, if he would cry.

“Who would have thought we’d see this day?” Mowbray mused. “Miss Arabella Vaughn, darling of the haute ton, running off with an actor.”

“That alone would be scandalous,” Rupert said, adding, “Never mind that she has ditched Fox. Who is, apparently, considered a catch. What with his lofty title, wealth, and not hideous face.”

Fox’s Male Pride bristled. It’d been bristling and seething and enraged ever since the news broke that his beautiful, popular betrothed had left him to elope with some plebian actor.

Not just any actor, either, but Lucien Kemble. Yes, he was the current sensation among the haute ton, lighting up the stage each night in his role as Romeo in Romeo and Juliet. Covent Garden theater was sold out for the rest of the season. The gossip columns loved him, given his flair for dramatics both onstage and off—everything from tantrums to torrid love affairs to fits over his artistry. Women adored him; they may have sighed and swooned over Lucien Kemble as much as Fox.

To lose a woman to any other man was insupportable—and, until recently, not something that ever happened to him—but to lose her to someone who made his living prancing around onstage in tights? It was intolerable.

“Just who does she think she is?” Fox wondered aloud.

“She’s Arabella Vaughn. Beautiful. Popular. Enviable. Every young lady here aspires to be her. Every man here would like a shot with her,” Mowbray answered.

“She’s you, but in petticoats,” Rupert said, laughing.

It was true. He and Arabella were perfect together.

Like most men, he’d fallen for her at first sight after catching a glimpse of her across a crowded ballroom. She was beautiful in every possible way: a tall, lithe figure with full breasts; a mouth made for kissing and other things that gentlemen didn’t mention in polite company; blue eyes fringed in dark lashes; honey gold hair that fell in waves; a complexion that begged comparisons to cream and milk and moonlight.

Fox had taken one look at her and thought: mine.

They were a perfect match in beauty, wealth, social standing, all that. They both enjoyed taking the ton by storm. He remembered the pride he felt as they strolled through a ballroom arm in arm and the feeling of everyone’s eyes on them as they waltzed so elegantly.

They were great together.

They belonged together.

Fox also remembered the more private moments—so many stolen kisses, the intimacy of gently pushing aside a wayward strand of her golden hair, promises for their future as man and wife. They would have perfect children, and entertain the best of society, and generally live a life of wealth and pleasure and perfection, together.

Fox remembered his heart racing—nerves!—when he proposed because this beautiful girl he adored was going to be his.

And then she had eloped. With an actor. It burned, that. Ever since he’d heard the news, Fox had stormed around in high dudgeon. He was not accustomed to losing.

“Take away her flattering gowns and face paint and she’s just like any other woman here,” Fox said, wanting it to be true so he wouldn’t feel the loss so keenly. “Look at her, for example.”

Rupert and Mowbray both glanced at the woman he pointed out—a short, frumpy young lady nervously sipping lemonade. She spilled some down the front of her bodice when she caught three men staring at her.

“If one were to offer her guidance on supportive undergarments and current fashions and get a maid to properly style her coiffure, why, she could be the reigning queen of the haute ton,” Fox pointed out.

Both men stared at him, slack jawed.

“You’ve never been known for being the sharpest tool in the shed, Fox, but now I think you’re really cracked,” Mowbray said. “You cannot just give a girl a new dress and make her popular.”

“Well, Mowbray, maybe you couldn’t. But I could.”

“Gentlemen . . .” Rupert cut in. “I don’t care for the direction of this conversation.”

“You honestly think you can do it,” Mowbray said, awed.

He turned to face Mowbray and drew himself up to his full height, something he did when he wanted to be imposing. His Male Pride had been wounded and his competitive spirit—always used to winning—was spoiling for an opportunity to triumph.




Author: Cyn

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6 Replies to “Blog Tour: Lady Claire Is All That by Maya Rodale”

  1. Tasty Book Tours says: Reply

    Thank you so much for sharing your lovely thoughts! Have a happy holiday!

  2. Oh this sounds good! I love nerdy bluestockings with an HEA. This also sounds like it has good secondary character in it as well. Nice. I also like that there is some math in it and I think I know the perfect person for this book. Brilly review and interview!

  3. Such a pretty cover. I do enjoy the opposites attract. That can be so fun. I’ll have to try her out in 2017.

  4. oh I just LOVED this one…it was so fun and my favorite of the series. I really liked the heroine and the whole opposites attract trope here, Rodale handled it so well.

  5. I have this one coming up 😀 I meant to start it today but begun another one

  6. This sounds like an absolutely adorable book. Fantastic review! 🙂

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