Stephanie Perkins - Anna and The French KissPublished: December 2nd, 2010 by Dutton Juvenile (first published January 1st, 2010)
Genres: Contemporary, Young Adult
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Anna is looking forward to her senior year in Atlanta, where she has a great job, a loyal best friend, and a crush on the verge of becoming more. Which is why she is less than thrilled about being shipped off to boarding school in Paris--until she meets Étienne St. Clair. Smart, charming, beautiful, Étienne has it all...including a serious girlfriend.
But in the City of Light, wishes have a way of coming true. Will a year of romantic near-misses end with their long-awaited French kiss?
(I removed a star. I think I was feeling generous yesterday.)
Confession: I used to love this.
I brought the book when it first published in 2010 - doesn't that just scream, OG? - and used to carry it around everywhere. Today, that book jacket is literally falling apart and I've had to tape it over since.
I liked Anna because she was awkward. Since I hadn't read the book in a few years, I've always kept that same view of her. A realistic awkward, one we could all relate to. And even though he was shrimpy, St. Clair was a babe. Literally, I loved the book. I even recommended it to a stranger at the eye doctor. So when I saw people beginning to hate on it, I was completely mortified.
After Anna is deposited in Paris by her loving parents, she couldn't think of anything worse. She would much rather be home. So she cries dramatically into her pillow, waiting for her
Before we know it, Anna has taken Meredith up on the offer and is settled in her tiny room, learning about her friends, her family, and her love for The Beatles and colorful jewelry. But after an interruptive call, Anna decides to take her leave and bumps into a wall - I mean, boy. This...this is Étienne St. Clair.
Anna falls for him in the same second. That hair. Those clothes. That accent. The next day, she meets the reunited squad at lunch, Rashmi and Josh, who are dating, and Meredith and St. Clair again. It's soon discovered Meredith is fiercely enamored with St. Clair as well. Though St. Clair has a girlfriend, Ellie, albeit a well-hated one, Anna and Meredith pine freely after St. Clair while his actual girlfriend unknowingly continues her studies at Parsons.
Anna's obsession with St. Clair was borderline stalkerish. She talked about how gorgeous he was, how she wanted to maul Ellie, and how his hair was a work of God. I envisioned it looking something like this:
So after St. Clair makes a drunk love
I will never condone cheating. I don't care if she cheated first, if she's a partier, a busy college student, whatever. If your man left you at home with eight kids and deserved to be cheated on. No. Absolutely not. It's unacceptable and unforgivable. The emotional trauma you can inlay on your partner with cheating is monumental. And if you are a cheater, go live in a garbage can with the rest of the fucking trash.
Ironically, Anna's hometown friends sneak behind her back and bone, leaving her in well-deserved tears. But the amount of judging and whining, she does throughout the novel is intolerable. When she was in Paris, she wanted to be home. When she flew back to Atlanta, though, she was all like, "Paris is my home! Take me back to Paris!"
Anna also shits on every girl who casually approaches St. Clair. Or any girl in general. The fact that she not only hates on every school at school but the girls in her clique, too. Seriously, I can't.
Seriously, I don't know what I saw in this before. Though I love the side-characters immensely, Meredith and Rashmi are absolutely lovely. Like I said, Josh is ruined for me after reading ISLA. I wish Stephanie had written a novella for Ellie. I feel like she was unfairly judged. Even Anna's Atlanta friends aren't all that bad. Anna's ex-boyfriend, Matt, sounded somewhat cute and she bashed him continuously. I know. WTF.
This would've been a recommend if I were still fifteen. Sadly, not today. Lola and The Boy Next Door is next on my radar. Later, cupcakes!