Title: A Very Silly Book
Product review: I thought that maybe this book would be a much of a fun romp as Deanna Raybourne's Lady Julia books, but frankly I just wanted to spit on this book after finishing it. I gave the book two stars because the plot moves along briskly, but that's about the only positive thing I can say about it. The main character, Emily, is not believable either as a British person (the author is American), or as a historical character. She comes across as a silly, immature girl (who is supposedly the most beautiful, fabulous, and generally attractive girl in the entire world, plus super, super smart)who while not obsessing about her wardrobe gets together with her girlfriends and solves a mystery. I think the author meant to portray Emily as a proto-feminist, but that really falls flat. Maybe a fun read if you're a tweenie, but for me it just seemed shallow and silly, and full of endless whining about Victorian mourning clothes.
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