Ashley Fresenius's Reviews > Expiration Dates

DNF. This is my last Rebecca Serle book. The premises and magical realism are intriguing, but the execution falls flat and the insane details regarding locations and outfits are beyond annoying. The author seemingly cannot go a single paragraph without location-dropping the trendiest restaurant, or telling readers which street of LA something was on, and its proximity from Sunset or West Hollywood. It got so old so quickly. It was even worst than In Five Years, in which I felt the author was trying to prove they knew of every NYC hotspot (but at least those characters and the story were interesting). I also lost count of how many sentences started with “In Los Angeles,” or “the thing about LA is,” and then described some irrelevant and boring detail about how you’re only supposed to drink filtered water, or the best thrift stores are on Melrose, blah blah blah. Very annoying and distracting, because of how annoyed I was. I also absolutely DO NOT CARE what EVERY SINGLE CHARACTER (even her mom’s neighbor who stops by for five minutes and is not a recurring character) is wearing, down to every detail, in every single chapter. It was a book I was never eager to pick back up, because I couldn’t get past all this vapid fluff.