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Size 12 Is Not Fat
by Meg Cabot
Okay, let me summarize this book (style-spoiler, but I won't give away anything you couldn't guess after reading the back cover):
"I'm a size 12, which is, you know, the size of the average American woman. So I'm totally not fat or self-obsessed. I work in a dorm - I mean, residence hall. My boss is pretty and ambitious and thin, so she's a bitch. I used to be a teen-star but now I want to be a pre-med student even though I obviously have no clue what a medical profession would be like, only because the man I'm in love with likes smart women. I think the two girls who fell down the elevator shaft of de dorm - I mean, residence hall - are murdered because, you know, girls don't elevator surf. But mostly I think about Cooper (who is - Oh my god - hot and muscular) and obsess about what he thinks of me and also about my size which is not fat, which I have to tell the reader over and over. Totally not a marketing trick. But, um, you know, I have to find out who murdered these girls because the police won't listen to me. Well, okay, maybe they will, but still I have to risk my life to be saved by Cooper."
You know how revelling in annoyance can be a guilty pleasure? That is why I finished this book. It is really my own fault, because this book never pretended to be anything better than it is. It even has the words 'spunky girl detective!' on the cover! So, if that appeals to you, and you don't mind endless repetition of the same 'jokes': enjoy!