Actual rating 4.5.
Let me tell you what I love about @thedaisybee’s novels - it’s that feeling that it’s almost been written just for me, and that I’m totally seen and heard.
Whilst I don’t have a secret life of internet nudity going on (or do I 🧐 ha!), I found Frankie painfully relatable. This book explores our need, as women, for validation of our beauty from the rest of society, and the guilt we feel at being “bad feminists” for caring. I think it will especially hit home with my generation as we see 20somethings (not all obviously!) embracing the body positivity movement and looking far more confident in their skin than we did 10 or 20 years ago. And then we feel tragic for still wanting men to notice us or tell us we’re beautiful. Honestly, Daisy just sees everything so damn clearly!!
But it would also be remiss of me not to mention just how bloody funny Daisy is - so many lines in this book had me giggling to myself and made me warm to Frankie even more. And it is, of course, a beautiful ode to sisterhood and even mothers, god love ‘em and all their faults. And that final page, those words, well, they might just become my positive affirmation ❤️ Another brilliantly insightful and modern read from one of my favs!