Here is everything I know about France: Madeline and Amélie and Moulin Rouge.
I was sure I wasn’t going to enjoy this book. The blurb had all the hallmarks of a Lindsey Lohan/Amanda Bynes/Hillary Duff 90s romcom and the book itself contains all the corresponding over-used stereotypes of a fairly ignorant American girl moving to Paris against her will but meeting a sophisticated and popular English (ish) boy called Étienne St. Clair (seriously!). And yet, despite that and in all honesty with hand on heart, I couldn’t put it down!
Anna and the French Kiss is a characterful read with an accessible and relatable protagonist – you can’t help but imagine yourself in Anna’s place within the pages. She’s in an alien environment, unsure and alone and in that all-too-familiar-way trying to find her voice and place in the world. Stuck between missing an old life and forging a new one, Anna soon finds the reason behind Paris’ romantic reputation and learns that it’s not all bad being forced to live in the French capital…
There are some books that read better when taken on face value – books where, if you scratch too hard beneath the surface, you could argue yourself out of ever having enjoyed it in the first place. Anna and the French Kiss is one of those books. It’s not trying to do anything complicated or complex, but rather tell an addictive story of teen romance. It’s a read to escape within, one that ticks all the boxes – pacey, accessible, Parisian – and yes there are clichés and hypocrisies, yes you know what the outcome will be and yes it is a bit predictable but it is still utterly scintillating!
Anna and the French Kiss is a book that truly demonstrates the phrase “it’s the journey, not the destination” – you may be able to see all too clearly where you’ll end up but it’s so much more about the captivatingly enjoyable tale of getting there!