There was a unique, vintage-book-infused story between the
beautiful and perfectly-textured cover of this novel. Quirky and entertaining,
this tale found my happy place in large chunks.
A few things disrupted my peaceful reading experience, the
largest of which was the heavy emphasis on drinking alcohol, drunkenness, and
bar and holiday parties at which vast amounts of alcohol were consumed. It was
unexpected emphasis as the back cover copy didn’t hint at this theme. I must
say, though, that I really admired the lead’s stance on not partaking of
alcohol despite one of her closest friends trying on a couple of occasions to talk
her into it. I was grateful for this positive note amid the muck of that
particular theme.
Back to the things I adored about this novel. Firstly, the
cover was amazing. As soon as a friend alerted me to the major cuteness of the
cover art (thanks, Hannah!), I knew I had to read whatever was behind those
gorgeously, quirkily stacked books. When I received the paperback in the mail
(thanks, Revell Reads!), I was blown away by the unique texture of the cover.
Not only was it strikingly beautiful to my eyes, but it passed on that same
quality to my fingertips.
The way vintage books were infused into the storyline was
incredible. This is the second novel I’ve read in recent weeks (the other was Finding Lady Enderly) that found a
special way to use classic books within the story. I can’t really talk about how those classics were used in either
story, because it would give away major things and rob future readers of the
amazing journey those classics helped build. Trust me (or test it out for
yourself) when I tell you that it made my heart melt and sigh and sing all at
the same time.
