Author: Stephanie Perkins
Provided Synopsis: 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?
Review: Ignore the cheesy title, and you will find yourself immersed in a book that has the potential to charm the pants off of you.
When Anna is sent to a Paris boarding school for her senior year of high school her first reaction is to cry into the pillow of her dorm’s bedroom. She desires the life she was forced to leave behind, she is weary of the unknown, she does not know the language or another soul. Her boarding school experience is already a dilemma, and then it turns into a cliche as she makes friends, comes into contact with a stereotypical bitchy girl, and meets a handsome guy. It’s a story we feel as if we have heard before; it is a story that admittedly has predictable moments as Anna begins to think of Paris as home and begins to feel a connection to St. Clair — the cute guy.
But while the plot of the story may be expected, Anna and the French Kiss succeeds with the depth of its heart. There is emotion in this story that reaches out to the reader. I could not help the moments when I laughed, or smiled, or felt a giddy sensation overcome me. Anna is relatable and all that she should be as a seventeen year old girl, for better or for worse. She is falling in love, she is bringing us with her — it creates such a charming story that I truly feel can be enjoyed by just about anyone. This will never be a book to be hailed as a literary masterpiece; instead, I would hail it as a triumph of the imaginative heart. And if that accolade sounds like a bit too much for you, then to you I say, “Poo Poo.*”
(*Please tell me, faithful reader, that you caught that reference to Madeline).