Shopaholic Takes Manhattan

I borrowed this book by Sophie Kinsella from Ummu Auni, in our book swaps. Thanks Ummu Auni for lending me all those delicious books.


Actually, I almost gave this book up after about 50 pages. I thought, then, that perhaps there is a reason why I don’t read chicklits as much. I was a bit impatient waiting for the introductions to end and for the sory to begin. I found myself difficult to relate to the main character, Becky Bloomwood. I am not that sympathetic towards her unhealthy shopping habits, even though I do realise that perhaps, one of the reasons the Shopaholic series were written were to educate the public in general about shopaholics. I just can’t understand why one have to ‘throw’ a certain sum of money just to ‘save face’ in a shop. I also found Becky’s habit to lie a bit too easily, quite annoying. I mean, I’m not saying I never lie of course, but I find it’s pointless to lie to my husband that the gym is closed when I’m in fact just feel lazy to go, even if I don’t like to appear to be lazy to him. The little lies might seem harmless, but they do invite troubles.

But I read on, and did get myself into the story, especially after the main storyline began to unravel. I found myself rooting for Becky anyway, because she is a good person nonetheless. The good thing about the Shopaholic series is that, Sophie Kinsella writes them in such a way that each book can stand on its own. I’ve never read the first book Confessions of a Shopaholic but I could enjoy the next book anyway. I have, though, read Shophalic & Baby, so I do know the endings of this Shopaholic Takes Manhattan (Becky and Luke didn’t break up, Becky gets the job in Barneys), but reading the parts getting to the endings were interesting anyway. The love story is so sweet, I can’t help but to root for the couple. It’s a light and feel-good book, and I think it’s worth the read. So, I guess there is a reason why I still wish to read chicklits once in a while afterall.