Lan Caohua Caohua itibaren Manjil Abad, Tehran, İran
I love this book. It didn't hurt that I was in paris and barcelona when I was reading it. me, hemmingway and a verre de vin rouge-voila!
A girly read with fashion at its center. The way it was presented was quite different from the usual book with this premise. I can easily judge a book's likability just by looking at how long it took me to read it. Took me one full week for this one. It was possibly slowed by the fact that I'm watching House DVDs but I know that I would have taken more than two days anyways. One or two days or three if it's a thick one means the book was excellent. More, just means it wasn't as much. It was different as the boy element was not the premier one. The job/internship was the one. What I guess slowed me down was the journal/diary telling that wasn't personnal enough. She told us what was going on in her life but as if she actually was telling it third person. We need the sentiment that she's agonising or being completely obsessive about one thing. True diary style like that of Susan Juby's Alice I think, Meg Cabot's the Princess Diaries or Bridget Jones. This story could have been more active had it been written third person with insight on what all of the characters are doing. Because that Cinnamon person what's her deal? She was just there as an afterthought almost. Or just there to tell the fortune. Her importance is very diminished by her only three or four appearances. This was also too speedy, skipping big chunks of time. I wish it had covered either more time or been this speedy but in a matter of one or two weeks not a whole summer. The sense of time was lost and confusing. That big friday event felt like it was going to be really soon like during the next few days but ended up being ages later. You'd almost forget it was important. I'd still tell you to read it and make up your own mind about it. But I can't promise that you'll be blown away. Distracted for a while. Because it wasn't excellent or perfect. I know it too well when I can pick it apart.