I tried, y’all.
It was painful. Mostly because I wasn’t sure if Lisi was being satirical or or actually realistic. The clique girls, mainly Massie, were such little witches I wanted to slap them all. And where are the parents and don’t they know that Massie is a little wench? The gals are also wearing Missoni and Jimmy Choo sandals and they don’t even have boobs yet.
Claire is the middle-class girl that is staying in Massie’s guest house and the meaner the girls are to her, the more Claire wanted to be accepted by them. And when I am saying mean, I’m talking pouring food on her and ignoring her when she is in the room mean. Which, is kind of true to life, but Claire totally forsakes her indivudalistic spunky new friend anytime she thinks there is a chance she can gain Massie’s approval. Ugh.
I also feel like we are in a throwback to the 80s with a resurgence of obsession with the rich and consumerism. [We’ve talked about this before.] I mean, it’s always been there, but I think back to the yuppie period. (For social commentary, read American Psycho).
Good lord, there’s like 10 more books of these. Pass.