I have wanted to read this book for years. It has been on my bookshelf waiting. Up until last October, however, I was working at a library. This meant that I kept having too big a pile of new books to read to get to the older ones.
Since switching to a full-time banking position, I don’t get to the library as often, so I’ve started working through my shelves of unread books.
Confessions of a Shopaholic is a light, fun novel about Rebecca Bloomwood and her increasingly desperate financial situation. She works at a finance magazine, a job she has absolutely no qualification for or interest in, and she loves to pursue her true passion–shopping.
Clothing, shoes, accessories–these are her first love. Stress in her life calls for a shopping trip to calm her nerves. Shopping is a celebration in good times and a consolation in bad–like when the bank won’t stop sending her threatening letters. The right scarf, on sale, can send her into a breathless euphoria generally reserved for more important life events.
When I started reading this book, I immediately understood Rebecca. I was once a recreational shopper myself before children and other adult responsibilities drained my bank account and put an end to that form of entertainment. As I read on, however, I began to dislike her. She was shallow. Vain. Snarky and judgmental. She is cavalier in her dealings with her parents’ neighbors, who come to her for financial advice.
Just when I was afraid I’d have to write the book off, everything changes. A sudden crisis, partly caused by Rebecca’s own carelessness, but mainly perpetrated by a dishonest corporation, sparks a new passion in Rebecca. Here, finally, is a story in which she is deeply interested, a story she wants told. The telling of it changes her, and in the process changes her life.
In the end, I greatly enjoyed this book. Realizing that Rebecca wasn’t so much a shallow person as someone bored with her work and her life that she will turn her interest anywhere else (especially if they’re holding a sale) makes her more understandable and more likeable.
I look forward to reading the next book in this humorous and somewhat touching series.