My rating: 5 of 5 stars
…’we were girls with curious histories – girls with pasts like boxes with ill-fitting lids.’
My lid has never seemed to fit properly!
This is a ‘I can’t possibly review this’ review.
Sarah Waters can do no wrong in my eyes. She could publish her shopping list and I’d give it five stars.
Every book I’ve read by this author (all of them) pleases me like nothing else. I’m sure her pen, laptop or notebook is really some kind of magic paintbrush that comes pre-installed with genius edition software for which she alone knows the password.
Tipping the Velvet is perfection. Sarah has an incredible ability at sucking me in, chewing me up, and spitting me out. I feel satisfied, yet longing for more. I need more, Sarah, write more, write fifty more.
I’m invested in all her characters one hundred percent, I feel for them, I want to be their friend, I want to tell them it’ll be alright and pass them a smoke and appreciate their taste in attire, without judgement.
I am suffering from the biggest book hangover ever. Send help.
Please note: This is a representation of my feelings, and not, I REPEAT NOT, a representation of my taste in clothes. I don’t do beige. YET.