Five unforgettable women. One beloved yoga studio. A million tales to tell.
Lee is a caring yoga teacher who changes lives and inspires friendships. But a year after the breakup of her marriage, she's struggling to raise her twins and make ends meet at her small studio in LA's trendy Silver Lake. The California yoga scene is dominated by celebrity teachers with agents, publicists, and other trappings Lee has rejected. When she's offered a teaching stint at a high-profile yoga festival at Lake Tahoe, she has to choose between standing by her principles--and those of the man she's just started dating--and the lure of becoming a "star." It would be an easier choice if her four best friends could join her, but each has problems of her own.
Katherine, a masseuse with a troubled past, is being evicted from the only real home she's ever had.
Graciela, a dancer, is in New York trying to hide her affair with a famous baseball player from her volatile boyfriend.
Imani is a TV actress coping with motherhood as she's struggling to make a comeback in film.
Stephanie, a screenwriter, is trying to come to terms with a very unexpected relationship.
Head Over Heels explores the burgeoning world of commercialized yoga with the warmth, humor, and insider knowledge that won Rain Mitchell's Tales from the Yoga Studio raves from critics and yogis, and made the book an international success.
Like chocolate and peanut butter, it's a natural match chick lit and yoga with a hot L.A. setting, fictional celebs, and a host of complications for its five heroines, yoginis all. There's super-teacher Lee, building a new studio and beginning to date after a divorce, and her friends/co-workers/clients: dancer and abuse victim Graciela; Katherine the sober masseuse; reluctant lesbian and rising screenwriter Stephanie; and Imani, an actress coming back after a pregnancy. This sequel to Tales from the Yoga Studio stands on its own, and given the number of story lines and the recent yoga boom, it's clear that Mitchell (a pseudonymous Stephen McCauley) has the makings of a series, and not a half bad one, as the women genuinely like each other and only a Pilates scrooge wouldn't wish them well. Perhaps in the next iteration, Mitchell can ease up on plot (some urgency dissipates as we're torn away from Graciela's rescue for Lee to interview yet another teacher and Katherine to worry about her new apartment) and show a bit more of what B.K.S. Iyengar calls the donkey work of yoga. Until then, it's a frothy blend of female bonding and bending, depicted as the twin tonics for whatever ails you.