So I love chick lit. I love it. I don’t care what people say. It’s not a “secret shame”or “guilty pleasure” (I would feel guilty about loving Jonathan Franzen or other shit that is called “literary fiction” but is misogynistic crap.) But I don’t like the chick lit books that are TOO breezy (generally). I guess the kind of book I am talking about is called “women’s fiction”? Which is ridiculous for obvious reasons. Anyway, I can’t believe I just discovered Vicenzi less than a year ago. This hits the perfect balance between substance and fluff for when I am too tired to think deeply, but not so tired that I can’t focus on anything. Vicenzi is really really good at 400 page beach reads about rich people. This book is no exception. Not my favorite so far (and I will be working my way through all of them - trust), but perfect for what I was looking for. Vicenzi is Jennifer Weiner mixed with Edith Wharton and Jackie Collins. That is more than enough information for you to figure out for yourself whether you would love or hate this book. 4 out of 5 stars. ( )

A little difficult to get into and to get the characters 'set' in my mind. Still a great read though. ( )