Author: Michelle Madow
Published by: Harlequin Teen
Publication date: 7th March 2014
Genres: Young Adult/Contemporary/Romance
Source: Review copy from the publisher.
Glamorous. Entertaining. Fun. These are the words that first came to mind when this book fell out of the envelope and into my hands. Did the inside of the book live up to that? No, not really. I'll do a quick summary of the characters for you.
Savannah Diamond - Shallow and naive, although kind and talented. She let Las Vegas change her for the worse. Obsessed with popularity.
Courtney Diamond - The only character I actually liked. Kind. Hard-working. Genuine.
Peyton Diamond - Tough. Looked after her sisters and, in the past, her mother. Out-spoken. Mostly bitchy.
Madison Lockheart - Vain. Vicious. Probably had a more vulnerable side which unfortunately we didn't even get a glimpse of.
Damien Sanders - Not sure what he wants. Annoying. Player.
Brett - Nice enough. Wasn't afraid to defend what he believed in.
Oliver - Misogynistic. Irritating. Arrogant. Disgusting.
They weren't exactly the most interesting people to read about, and I think this plot would have been better suited to a TV series. Everything seemed too convenient. Maybe I've grown too attached to books where terrible things happen to my favourite characters and they have to overcome hurdles. Sure, it's frustrating at the time but you're eager to keep reading, aren't you? The same could not be said for this book. The first 120 pages or so were so uneventful and if one of the girls even came close to encountering a serious set-back, it would magically sort itself out less than a page later. It wasn't exciting. There was no tension, no 'race against time', and worst of all...there were three cases of insta-love. Each sister falling in love with a different guy on their first night in Las Vegas? Yeah. I didn't think that was entirely plausible either.
Another problem I had with this book was fifteen-year-old Savannah's constant drinking. A lot of fifteen year olds drink alcohol occasionally but with Savannah it was a lot and practically every night. I had a little search around online and apparently the legal drinking age in Las Vegas is 21. So what I'm wondering is, considering their mother was an alcoholic, why didn't Courtney and Peyton step in and tell her to stop? Or, better yet, her father? It was just weird and unbelievable.
Luckily the book seemed to pick up a bit after around 200 pages, but it didn't have enough substance to keep me fully interested. Then again, I'm starting to wonder if the seasons effect what books I enjoy, because in the winter I love dystopians and psychological thrillers and in the summer I tend to lean towards contemporaries like this one. I'm sure this would be a great beach read, but it wasn't enjoyable enough for me. This book was like a long prologue. Nothing important happened, and the last line of the book is SO cheesy I wanted to vomit a little bit. Very Disney. Despite what I've said, if you like Megan Cole and Helen Eve's books then you'll probably enjoy this as they're all very similar.