Sometimes a girl needs a bit of a chick lit break. A bit of mindless will they won't they romance, a read to soothe the soul. Also reading a real book at work, instead of the Kindle keeps the workmates on their toes.
In this book we get to meet Phoebe Swift who seems to buy hugely expensive vintage clothes, and then sells them to spoilt London women for overinflated prices (well for poor me anyways). When she opens her new shop she gets to meet new clients and learn of the stories that some of the clothes hold. I rather enjoyed the story of her friendship with the elderly Therese, and a blue coat that she had held onto since the war.
A perfect start to my Easter relaxing weekend. Not having to use too many brain cells is my speed at the moment. 3/5
1 comment:
yeah, it is true.... sometimes a girl needs her chick lit...... :)
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