Barbara Chessner is down on her luck, up several dress sizes, drowning herself in Bloody Mary's and, worst of all, has just been dumped by her husband. Tired of living the life of a woman in a "before" ad, Barbara stumbles outside amid a thunderstorm and beseeches heaven to help her, unaware that someone diabolical might be listening. The next morning, Barbara wakes up with golden hair (not her own premature gray), perfect pitch (she's tone deaf), a strange black dog (registered to her), no double chin, a waistline ... and definite cleavage! Talk about a good night's sleep! So, what could be wrong with going to bed looking like Barbara Chessner and waking up looking like a stunningly beautiful model? As it turns out, plenty!