A review by s_n_arly
Pinkalicious by Victoria Kann, Elizabeth Kann

1.0

Oh where to start? I actively dislike this book. It's pretty much everything I can dislike about a picture book rolled into one.

1 - it's disgustingly pink, and for those trying to allow for more flexibility in gender roles, this book does not help.

2 - the parents are idiots, as in literally of low intelligence. They let their kid have numerous cupcakes and then are horrified by her sugared up behavior. They are easily fooled and they appear to let their kids do whatever the hell they please. If my kid had this sort of reaction to pink cupcakes, they wouldn't still be around for little Pinkerbelle to steal more of. I read and write young adult, and this is something I can't abide when I hit it there, too.

3 - the consequences for the spoiled bratty child's behavior are lame. Oh noes, she turns pink. Oh noes, she turns red (oh the humanity, she didn't want to be red, she wanted to be pink!).

4 - the solution is worse - healthy food is vilified. In America we have more than enough overweight kids, they do not need this message. I don't care if it's coming from an unreliable narrator, kids don't understand that and they do not need to get more of the "eeew green food is yucky" message (they get enough of that from commercials and trips to the grocery store and classmates...). If she ate the vegetables and realized she liked them, that might make the book salvageable. And for those who aren't aware, there are kids who love vegetables.

5 - no lesson is learned, apparently by anyone as little brother turns pink next since the stupid parents didn't do something smart about the apparently addictive and evil cupcakes.

I have no problem with kids behaving naughty in books. While that bugs some reviewers, it's not a big deal to me. I don't particularly like snotty spoiled characters, but they may be representative of the audience and can provide good teaching discussion points. Unfortunately, the cover has a cute girl in pink and dressed as a fairy, so my three-year-old daughter (who is of an age that she totally buys what they're selling) thinks it is the coolest thing ever.