'The Vintage Teacup Club' by Vanessa Greene, which is about a group of women who all happen upon the same tea set at a thrift market in England. They decide to share it, and in the process of passing the tea set on from one to the other, the ladies become great friends. (and you know, undergo Dramatic Happenings of Sad, Happy, and Romantical sorts.)
DOESN'T IT LOOK DARLING??? "As charming and cozy as the English village of its setting."
I saw this in a bookstore, and that phrase, coupled with the book cover, was enough for me to run home and tell Andrew, 'get this for me please.' It sounds a bit like a grown up, British version of 'The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants', yes?
My mom just bought 'The Goldfinch' by Donna Tartt, which has been everywhere recently, on so many blogs and review sites, and it won the 2014 Pulitzer, etc., blah blah blah. That's not why I want to read it. I want to read it because Donna Tartt wrote 'The Secret History', which is in my top 5 of all time favorite books. No joke. But when I look at 'The Goldfinch', which appears to weigh at least three to five pounds, I feel a bit faint and like I need to read something so Big & Important Looking in the fall, or next winter.
So instead, I'm kicking off my summer reading with this book about a tea set. I feel happy just looking at it.