My rating: 5 of 5 stars
“But the truth is, also, simply this: love is indomitable.”
My heart is so entirely full, it’s nearly overflowing. This book was in a word; matchless. I laughed, I loved, I cried but mostly loved every beautiful little thing that led up to the last page. Now, having finished, I wish for nothing more but to go all the way back to the beginning and start again. As readers, sometimes –very rarely– you come across a book that quintessentially becomes a mantra, a new sense of hope and a burst of something you never really knew existed.
I don’t think I will ever forget this novel.
On the off chance this book hasn’t already won you over…
For a glimpse on my current situation:
i’m sporting sweatpants, haven’t cooked for more than 24 hours, hair’s an absolute mess, feel like screaming how gay i am out the window, and completely abandoned my responsibilities.
my horoscope did not prepare me for this.
When this book is published, and readers pick it up for the first time, I’m going to be sitting and watching all the emotions unfurl and all the fan;art,fiction,girling commence. And while I sit and watch, I’m going to be so jealous of everyone that has the luxury of reading this for the first time.
It’s equal parts funny and loving and clever and tragic. I made a note on my kindle at page 3 stating “this is it,” because that’s how much I could feel the energy of a fucking brilliant book in my hands. The camaraderie and friendship combined with rebellion and sexy banter is almost too good to be in one novel. This is quite possibly the easiest five stars I have
“So, you can hate the heir to the throne all you want, write mean poems about him in your diary, but the minute you see a camera, you act like the sun shines out of his dick, and you make it convincing.”
“Have you met Henry?” Alex says. “How am I supposed to do that? He has the personality of a cabbage.”
In more ways than one, the story behind Alex and Henry’s relationship is magic. There is quite a lot of politics involved, quite a lot of drunkedness and quite a lot of soft moments that make you clutch your kindle slightly tighter.
“But he thinks about Henry, and, oh. He thinks about Henry, and something twists in his chest, like a stretch he’s been avoiding for too long.”
This was an enemies to lovers romance with so much more going for it. A beautiful feeling arose throughout the book as I saw the family and the omnipresent feeling of hope through friends. Nora gave me life and made me swoon. June was someone we all need in our life, alongside Pez. Bea was the softest cinnamon role in the whole bakery and when they were all together, my heart started singing.
“Alexander, babes,” Pez says when he picks up. “How lovely for you to give your auntie Pezza a ring on this magnificent Sunday morning.” He’s smiling from what looks like the passenger seat of a luxury car, wearing a cartoonishly large sunhat and a striped pashmina.”
I wish I could go up to every one that will ever have doubts about reading this book and beg them to give it a chance. Sometimes, I’m skeptical about picking up new authors – especially, when they are debuting with a genre that means so much to me. Yet, here I am, falling incredibly in love with everything this book is and will continue to be in my life.
“Never tell me the odds.”