I’ll start this review with a confession. While I’m no avid chick-lit reader, I am a huge Emily Giffin fan, and I have been ever since I picked up the pretty pink copy of Something Borrowed in an airport bookstore six years ago...

Sure, there are plenty of golden-hued stories set during the American Depression of the 1930s which merely glance at the legendary hardships of the time but mostly linger on the crisp fashions and hot jazz of a romanticized era...