A review by astrape
The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

5.0

I struggled in regards to how I could approach this review without excepting any details that ever crossed my mind during the story. Then I realized that wasn't possible because, mostly, they weren't thoughts, they were feelings. Euphoria, understanding, relief, sadness, the now identified but no-name sentiment that puts a big hole in my chest. Comfort. So much comfort. I didn't know I needed to read this as much as I did.
This book shines in diversity. It took me off of my life, detached me from it. I found myself so immersed that I forgot I have things to get round to irl.
I still wonder why and how stories like this can cause me such a wrench in the heart. Stories only real in another world. Maybe it has to do with an identity, with the fact that some part of me has a part of what these characters felt and longed for.
To me, it couldn't've had a better ending.



This book smells like vanilla tea and sounds like the fifth symphony of Mahler.