I generally spend my summers reading light, airy novels, and I enjoy that. As one of the few people in the world who doesn’t actually like summer, it gets me through fully entertained. Even when the books are practically unbearable (exhibit A: last summer’s Chasing Harry Winston by Lauren Weisberger), they always have some redeeming entertainment qualities. As a fan of Jennifer Weiner’s predictable chick lit, I was tremendously disappointed by her latest book Best Friends Forever, a novel billed as more-of-the-same, but struggles to break out of the Weiner Mold...and fails.
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