Anna and the French Kiss (Anna and the French Kiss, #1)
by Stephanie Perkins
by Stephanie Perkins
Pages: 372
From Goodreads: 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. Claire: perfect, Parisian (and English and American, which makes for a swoon-worthy accent), and utterly irresistible. The only problem is that he’s taken, and Anna might be, too, if anything comes of her almost-relationship back home.
As winter melts into spring, will a year of romantic near-misses end with the French kiss Anna—and readers—have long awaited?
Oh. My. God. Can you have an affair with a book? If you can, you might as well call me Jezabel, because I’m done for. Stephanie Perkins is a genius. The writing in this book is so simple, but beautiful. The characters are deep and the story is a beautiful one of young love and discovering yourself. The cover and the Goodreads synopsis don’t do this book justice.
We all have literary crushes (what? you don’t?), but Etienne St. Clair will make you swoon. I laughed out loud so many times at this book, but I also wanted to reach in and thump the characters at times for not realizing what was going on. It made me think back to my teen years and reminisce. It made me wonder why on earth I never went to school abroad. Oh yeah, because we weren’t loaded. I could sit here and gush all night about this book, but I’m just afraid I’d give it away. The best thing I can offer? Go read it NOW!