See that little blue frog at the bottom, right before the facts?
You know what that means, don’t you?
That’s right, my lovelies! It’s T3 time!
This month, I’ve got a doozy of a book to share with you. And to set the tone, I present my first filtered pic:
I’ve previously refrained from touching up my photos besides the necessary Photoshop lightening and sharpening because I’m told folks don’t come to a style blog for artsy-fartsy photos; they come for the clothes. And if I put the pics through filters, then that defeats the purpose of coming for the clothes, yeah?
But I’m in the midst of Hollow City by Ransom Riggs and I think I can be allowed some creative license today. The second of the Miss Peregrine’s Peculiar Children novels, this is a conundrum of a book for me.
You see, I greatly admire – and even envy, from a fellow novelist’s perspective – the cleverness of the conceit: the books are a first-person narrative of the protagonist’s adventures with the aforementioned peculiar children interspersed with actual vintage photos that are both hauntingly creepy and laughably fake.
Sadly, the actual content does not match the brilliance of the conceit. The story feels cobbled together, not by a strong plot (it’s pretty derivative of the X-men mythos) or profound character development (it’s an origin story for ten children; ouch!), but by the photos themselves. Riggs has pretty much admitted that he had the pictures first before he firmed up the tale, and it doesn’t take a literary genius to realize there are loads of times when the story meanders just so a particularly curious photo can illustrate it.
This editorial oversight (c’mon, even a first-year English teacher would’ve caught it!) was painful in the first book but not as apparent – albeit present – in the second. And this is why I’m cautiously recommending it as a fluff piece, something to pick up and race through if you’re in the mood for brain candy. Sure, there are far too many other greater books to while away your hours with, but the photos alone make it worth a look-see.
And if you’re remotely as wimpy as I am, you can join me in feeling rather courageous toting around a book whose front cover frankly scares the becheezits outta me.
Anyhoo, if you recall, I’m not only am I dressing for T3 today; I’m also working on Anne’s 30s theme, and according to Sammy Davis Vintage, ruffles are the shiznit 30s fashion trend (okay, she didn’t say “shiznit” but I bet she would’ve if she’d thought about it).
I’m thinking this silhouette is more 40s, but it’s the only blatantly ruffly thing I own and I’m adding some serious ba-bling, so I hope I’ve got the whole period thing covered.
Now if only I hadn’t picked the windiest day of the week for my photo shoots…
Okay, my fellow bookworms! It’s your turn! Linky linky! I wanna know what you all are reading and how you’re interpreting your literary inspiration. Click on the happy blue frog and partake in the festivities!
:: Just the facts, ma’am ::
Dress – Ross
Necklace – F21
Pumps – Seychelles