If it isn’t obvious from my fun facts post I’m kind of a huge fan of Alice In Wonderland. [Even My Sweet Sixteen was a murder mystery birthday party- in Wonderland.] Because of this, as a general rule I no longer read Alice In Wonderland retellings… none of the ones I’ve previously read were very good.
Fun fact: I probably never would have picked up this book if it wasn’t for that delicious hazelnut gelato that I had on our trip to Las Vegas.
Mmm, that was the most delicious non-ice cream ice cream that I’ve ever had.
(Also, it has a pastel cover, and I have developed a new obsession with pastel covers.)
I’d heard a lot of mixed reviews about this book. A lot of my favorite reviewers gave it one or two stars, which surprised me.
I think the reason this book might be getting some lower-end reviews is because it’s a cotton candy read.
See, a cotton candy read is a book that isn’t particularly eye-opening or life-changing, and it might not actually do you any good; it’s just a bunch of fluff that tastes really yummy.
The main character, Lina, has her fair share of struggles: her mother passes away from cancer and she is sent to a foreign country [aka Italy] to live with her father, who she didn’t even know existed.