What’s wrong with this cover?, you might ask, and – at first glance, my answer would be: nothing.
The gown is one of my favourite colours, and the diamond theme makes it all sparkly and pretty. It’s in the same pseudo-Regency style as most historical romance covers these days, and it gets bonus points for skipping the waxed/oiled/mostly naked man to go with the woman.
This book is set in the **twentieth century**.
As in: this book is set in the century we were born in.
It already drove me bonkers how all Victorian-era historical romances end up with Regency covers, because:
And – here’s the era the book in question is set. She looks a little different to the woman in the blue dress!:
Two things are at work here:
#1 “Regency” has become shorthand to indicate any book set in any century in the past.
Which is annoying because:
#2 Fans of the genre are treated like they’re stupid.
It’s such a pet hate of mine, if you failed to notice! 🙂