“Well behaved women rarely make history.” And rightly so. Who wants to read about do-gooders? Readers love books like BRIDGET JONES'S DIARY and THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA, and secretly enjoy dumpster-fire reality shows like THE REAL HOUSEWIVES OF, well, everywhere. So, why not give the people what they want? In a unique voice and timely too, as readers could use a good laugh while pretending not to rubber-neck, PAINT BY NUMBERS is a fun, fast-paced read akin to TRAINWRECK meets a Jimmy Choo-wearing Scarlet O'Hara. Eleanor “El” Bell is San Diego’s top interior designer and the self-professed head of two dysfunctional households: her own and that of her gay ex-husband’s. It’s a tough job projecting the perfect life under those circumstances. Yet this thirty-something’s able to pull it off until the day she’s caught driving drunk which causes her to lose everything, including not being able to remember a night spent with Dr. Love… and custody of her seven year old twin daughters. Homeless, jobless and living back mommy and daddy, El will do whatever it takes to get her life back, even if it means playing by the oddball dominatrix rules of a power-abusing Media mogul with all the right connections. Her one bright spot? She’s found something far better than her favorite vibrator to help with some serious stress-release: The fedora wearing, Antonio Banderas look-alike, Doug Martinez. (Although he might be too nice for El, and she knows it!) PAINT BY NUMBERS is an anti-hero contemporary fiction novel that begs the question, “an imperfect mother, a perfect bottle of wine, what could possibly go wrong?”