Fat Cat by Robin Brande (October 13th 2009—Knopf)Grade: 4.5 stars out of 5
Summary: “You are what you eat. . . .
Cat smart, sassy, and funny—but thin, she’s not. Until her class science project. That’s when she winds up doing an experiment—on herself. Before she knows it, Cat is living—and eating—like the hominids, our earliest human ancestors. True, no chips or TV is a bummer and no car is a pain, but healthful eating and walking everywhere do have their benefits.
As the pounds drop off, the guys pile on. All this newfound male attention is enough to drive a girl crazy! If only she weren’t too busy hating Matt McKinney to notice. . . .
This funny and thoughtful novel explores how girls feel about their bodies, and the ways they can best take care of their most precious resource: themselves.”
Review: It’s been quite some time since I’ve given a book anything higher than the 3 stars range so believe me when I say that I enjoyed Fat Car tremendously—that is to say that not everyone will love this book coughSharoncough.
It seems to me that I’m the hopeless romantic person, always thinking that the childhood friend should be the one with you forever. What I appreciated the most was the fact that there was path to figuring that Matt was the one. It wasn’t just shy glances between the two; there were sweat, tears, blood (not real blood just metaphorically), and an actual disconnection then reconnection before it all made sense. It only took one really odd diet, one disgusting boyfriend, one hormone-crazed/kind of hot yet completely geeked out boy, and a sweat drenching science project.
Cat goes through a metamorphosis through eating nutritiously. It might have came off as preaching as some would say, but to those who considered themselves meaterians it sheds some light. Also the fact that the book included fun vegetarian dishes was a plus in my book. I always thought I could never survive by salads alone but maybe it is possible—just not for me, I love meat too much. There are other ways.
Overall: Authors and readers you’ve found my weakest. I enjoy clichés with a twist.
Cover F+
Is an F+ possible? I hate, hate, hate, this cover. What is this cover anyway!? All I see is a giant slab of purple with and a measuring tape. I’m guessing it’s a book within a book. And on the book is a face, Cat perhaps? If I’m right then there’s so much they could’ve done! Blarg.
