I devoured the first book in one night, then danced with joy at the news of the two sequels already in book stores. So if Jen was affected, who was I to argue? She then sent me a copy in the mail with the inscription “This is how I feel about you.” Of the two of us, I’m the mushy one likely to descend into maudlin declarations of BFF. Thank God for my best friend, much more open-minded than me, who picked it up. The title hit me as stupid, as did the premise: four friends joined together by a pair of jeans? Even the back blurb wasn’t promising, coming across as saccharine and uninspired. When The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants first came out, I wasn’t going to read it. Desert Island Keeper reviews are hardest of all. DIK status has never been questioned, but to put into words the sheer depth of the emotional content, characters, and stories is nearly impossible without descending into that embarrassing land of “gush.” A truth universally acknowledged: bad reviews are easier to write than good. Sitting down to write a DIK series review for Ann Brashares’s compelling Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants quartet has been harder than expected.
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