Title: I'd cross the street to avoid a ya-ya.
Product review: Evidently there are two kinds of people who read this book: wanna-be ya-yas and people like me, whose skin crawls at belonging to the same gender. There isn't one woman in this book who I relate to, would want to, would want to be related to, or would want my daughters to wanna be. Stereotypes with no saving graces, bad dialogue, pathetically neurotic... the writing is cliched, sappy... the only men developed are either unbelievable, inhumanly sensitive saints or idiots. I want my money back.
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