Pink is one of those rare books that are both easy-breezy and fun to read and not shallow. For some reason I have a hard time finding them. On the other hand, good depressing books about death/drugs/abuse/disability are much easier to come across, for me anyway.

In a few words, it's a story about not worrying about what people think you are or should be, not boxing yourself into "approved" social niches and just embracing your own individuality.

Not a groundbreaking premise, but the amusing cast of characters and humor make this novel stand out. Ava is a 16-year girl who is reconsidering her current status of an emo-goth, anti-establishment, feminist lesbian and wants to explore other sides of her personality (including sexuality). Ava's feminazi/nihilist girlfriend and ultra-liberal parents are not too wild about pink sweater and sexy heels wearing new Ava...

In many ways Pink reminded me of Not That Kind Of Girl, talks about the same things - what it means to be a feminist, how to be happy with who you are. Only it is much better, more fun for sure. There are words of advice spoken by Ava's mother that I think convey the "moral" of this story the best:

"You know, a very wise woman once gave this piece of advice to women everywhere: Be strong, believe in freedom, love yourself, understand your sexuality, have a sense of humor, masturbate, don't judge people by their religion, color, or sexual habits, love life and your family."

Well said:)

P.S. People are correct, there must be something in the water in Australia. I am yet to read one bad Australian YA novel.