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3.67 AVERAGE
3.67 AVERAGE
Okay, so I think I'm starting to realize that chick-lit is not my thing. The women tend to annoy me (I've never actually met a woman like this. Am I missing something? Do they really exist or do I just not meet enough people?). I just find it hard to believe that people are dying and only the main character, Heather, seems to think it could be murder. And the repetition of things in the book ("dorm -- I mean residence hall" or "size 12 is the size of the average American woman," just to name a few) was also really annoying. I knew how the book would end before I was even half-way through the book.
But a couple of my friends keep telling me how great this series is. And how much I'll love it. And I should just give it another chance. So I'll read the next one. But I can't promise I'll be nice about it.
But a couple of my friends keep telling me how great this series is. And how much I'll love it. And I should just give it another chance. So I'll read the next one. But I can't promise I'll be nice about it.
I picked this up after coming off finishing The Princess Diaries series. I had also recently read one of her newest books, so to say I came into this book expecting the worst was an understatement. Surprisingly, this book wasn't the worst. But there were still moments that just poked and annoyed me.
Heather Wells used to be a teen pop sensation, but now she is working at a dorm, no, residence hall as an assistant director. It's not the dream, but she's making things work. Only, she finds herself working to keep things under control when a student is found dead in the elevator after elevator surfing. But, Heather doesn't think it was an accident and finds herself doing her own detective work.
Starting off, this book felt like it was going to be about body empowerment with whatever else because I don't read summaries. But, this book didn't really have that. There were small moments of her telling people that size 12 isn't fat and in fact the size of the average American woman, but then would turn around and comment about how someone wasn't that pretty or this or that. My memory is awful and I should have saved it, but I feel like there was a comment that one girl wasn't pretty because she didn't wear makeup? It was all over the place with where it was supposed to be in terms of being body positive and the such.
The mystery itself wasn't bad. It did keep me interested and trying to piece everything together. Honestly, the mystery alone is what really kept me pushing through this book without it... well I might have pushed through but I wouldn't have been as conflicted about this.
There is a hint at a possible, or maybe hopeful, romance as the series continues, but really it did nothing for me. It could have easily been that I was so annoyed by Heather from this or that or how she constantly hoped that Cooper would do this or that. She constantly seemed to think of him as a piece of meat than a human. The man who gave her a free place to live and helped her out when she had nothing and all her thoughts seemed to just revolve around how cute he was or how she wished he would admit that he has feelings for her. It was exhausting.
While there were times when this was entertaining this was still a struggle for me to get through.
Heather Wells used to be a teen pop sensation, but now she is working at a dorm, no, residence hall as an assistant director. It's not the dream, but she's making things work. Only, she finds herself working to keep things under control when a student is found dead in the elevator after elevator surfing. But, Heather doesn't think it was an accident and finds herself doing her own detective work.
Starting off, this book felt like it was going to be about body empowerment with whatever else because I don't read summaries. But, this book didn't really have that. There were small moments of her telling people that size 12 isn't fat and in fact the size of the average American woman, but then would turn around and comment about how someone wasn't that pretty or this or that. My memory is awful and I should have saved it, but I feel like there was a comment that one girl wasn't pretty because she didn't wear makeup? It was all over the place with where it was supposed to be in terms of being body positive and the such.
The mystery itself wasn't bad. It did keep me interested and trying to piece everything together. Honestly, the mystery alone is what really kept me pushing through this book without it... well I might have pushed through but I wouldn't have been as conflicted about this.
There is a hint at a possible, or maybe hopeful, romance as the series continues, but really it did nothing for me. It could have easily been that I was so annoyed by Heather from this or that or how she constantly hoped that Cooper would do this or that. She constantly seemed to think of him as a piece of meat than a human. The man who gave her a free place to live and helped her out when she had nothing and all her thoughts seemed to just revolve around how cute he was or how she wished he would admit that he has feelings for her. It was exhausting.
While there were times when this was entertaining this was still a struggle for me to get through.
Honestly, I'm kinda disappointed.
Saying "size 12 is not fat" over and over kinda feels fatphobic to me.
The fact that Heather gets offended when being called fat feels fatphobic to me. Size 12 really isn't fat, I agree, but it's not exactly "body positivity" when the protagonist keeps getting offended for being called fat like there's something so wrong with the word.
I was a huge fan of The Princess Diaries series when I was growing up, so I was excited to read other books by the author I like. I guess if I picked up this book years ago, I might like it. I don't, now.
Saying "size 12 is not fat" over and over kinda feels fatphobic to me.
The fact that Heather gets offended when being called fat feels fatphobic to me. Size 12 really isn't fat, I agree, but it's not exactly "body positivity" when the protagonist keeps getting offended for being called fat like there's something so wrong with the word.
I was a huge fan of The Princess Diaries series when I was growing up, so I was excited to read other books by the author I like. I guess if I picked up this book years ago, I might like it. I don't, now.
This was a really fun read, straightforward and to too taxing on the brain.
I mean that in the most complimentary way possible!
I mean that in the most complimentary way possible!
Nothing super special, but it was refreshing and fun. Just an easy, light (murder mystery, how ironic) read to keep busy.
Except I was super tired of hearing "dorm, I mean residence hall" and Meg Cabot can't write song lyrics for crap.
So: entertaining, nothing deep and moving, quirky heroine I actually liked for once wow, kind of slow moving at times, and I didn't actually guess the killer. Maybe I'm just bad at that sort of thing.
Except I was super tired of hearing "dorm, I mean residence hall" and Meg Cabot can't write song lyrics for crap.
So: entertaining, nothing deep and moving, quirky heroine I actually liked for once wow, kind of slow moving at times, and I didn't actually guess the killer. Maybe I'm just bad at that sort of thing.
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While reading this book I discovered that I might know a little too much about Meg Cabot personally. Like how she worked as an assistant manager of a residence hall in NYC similar to Heather Wells, the protagonist of Size 12 Is Not Fat. Or how she loves cold sesame noodles.
Actually, I’m not sure about the noodles, but I figured she likes them because Mia from the Princess Diaries eats them all the time and Heather wonders: “How on earth could anyone ever give up cold sesame noodles?”
Size 12 Is Not Fat is about Heather Wells who, in general, talks a lot about food. She used to be a teen popstar but after losing her recording contract, her life savings (which her mom ran away with) and her boyfriend and gaining a couple pounds, she finds herself working as an assistant dorm director at New York College. Up until now it sounds pretty chicklitty, right?
Until a dead girl is found at the bottom of the elevator shaft at Heather’s residence hall.
I’ve read a lot of Meg Cabot books. Some of them I loved, like the entire Princess Diaries series and Avalon High, others I wasn’t a big fan of, like The Boy Next Door. I was hoping the Heather Wells Mystery series would be like a more mature Princess Diaries.
Fortunately, Size 12 Is Not Fat has Meg Cabot’s humor and writing style. On those levels this book does not disappoint at all. With the exception of two recurring taglines (“Size 12 is not fat!” and “Dorm, I mean, residence hall.”) that got kind of annoying after a while, this book was very funny and a nice read.
What makes this book different from the other Meg Cabot books I’ve read is that this is a mystery novel. I think Meg Cabot did a great job with combining her usual type of storylines with mystery. This book didn’t really leave me at the edge of my seat, but that’s okay because I don’t want or expect that from a Meg Cabot book. What I want when I'm reading her books is to be entertained. And that is exactly what this book does.
Although I enjoyed Size 12 Is Not Fat, I'm sorry to say that it is wasn't as enjoyable as any of the Princess Diaries books. The characters in this book weren't by far as good as the ones from Mia Thermopolis' world. But other than that Size 12 Is Not Fat was a very nice read (and I shouldn't compare books anyway).
If you’re looking for a light read that isn’t too chicklitty but not too serious either, Size 12 Is Not Fat is for you. I liked it and I probably would have liked it even more if I didn’t start reading it with such high expectations.
While reading this book I discovered that I might know a little too much about Meg Cabot personally. Like how she worked as an assistant manager of a residence hall in NYC similar to Heather Wells, the protagonist of Size 12 Is Not Fat. Or how she loves cold sesame noodles.
Actually, I’m not sure about the noodles, but I figured she likes them because Mia from the Princess Diaries eats them all the time and Heather wonders: “How on earth could anyone ever give up cold sesame noodles?”
Size 12 Is Not Fat is about Heather Wells who, in general, talks a lot about food. She used to be a teen popstar but after losing her recording contract, her life savings (which her mom ran away with) and her boyfriend and gaining a couple pounds, she finds herself working as an assistant dorm director at New York College. Up until now it sounds pretty chicklitty, right?
Until a dead girl is found at the bottom of the elevator shaft at Heather’s residence hall.
I’ve read a lot of Meg Cabot books. Some of them I loved, like the entire Princess Diaries series and Avalon High, others I wasn’t a big fan of, like The Boy Next Door. I was hoping the Heather Wells Mystery series would be like a more mature Princess Diaries.
Fortunately, Size 12 Is Not Fat has Meg Cabot’s humor and writing style. On those levels this book does not disappoint at all. With the exception of two recurring taglines (“Size 12 is not fat!” and “Dorm, I mean, residence hall.”) that got kind of annoying after a while, this book was very funny and a nice read.
What makes this book different from the other Meg Cabot books I’ve read is that this is a mystery novel. I think Meg Cabot did a great job with combining her usual type of storylines with mystery. This book didn’t really leave me at the edge of my seat, but that’s okay because I don’t want or expect that from a Meg Cabot book. What I want when I'm reading her books is to be entertained. And that is exactly what this book does.
Although I enjoyed Size 12 Is Not Fat, I'm sorry to say that it is wasn't as enjoyable as any of the Princess Diaries books. The characters in this book weren't by far as good as the ones from Mia Thermopolis' world. But other than that Size 12 Is Not Fat was a very nice read (and I shouldn't compare books anyway).
If you’re looking for a light read that isn’t too chicklitty but not too serious either, Size 12 Is Not Fat is for you. I liked it and I probably would have liked it even more if I didn’t start reading it with such high expectations.
The book that started my frenzy with this series. Being a size 12 my self, I think the title is what sold me on the book. Add in a little bit of mystery and voila- I am hooked.
Meg Cabot has a knack for writing likeable, sweet heroines and Heather Wells is no exception. The joke about Fischer Hall being a "dormitory ... I mean, residence hall" got very old, though. If you're going to write a mystery with some humour, you need more than just repeating one joke.
This is a brilliant book. I loved it. Every minute of reading it. Heather was a dynamite character. So was Cooper (swoon) It did have a lot of twists in it. Can't wait to read the next one :)
It has been a looong time since I have read this book, and for good reason: it is problematic.
Honestly the only thing I remember from this book is that the main character takes baths and not showers, because she's so lazy. As a supersize person myself, I feel that this is an absolutely ridiculous notion!! Fat people are not so lazy or so unhealthy that we have to bathe, because we cannot stand up long enough to shower
Honestly the only thing I remember from this book is that the main character takes baths and not showers, because she's so lazy. As a supersize person myself, I feel that this is an absolutely ridiculous notion!! Fat people are not so lazy or so unhealthy that we have to bathe, because we cannot stand up long enough to shower