Anna (bibliophiles_bookstagram)'s Reviews > The Five-Star Weekend

I have been an absolutely adoring fan of Hilderbrand for years. I think I've read all of her books except for maybe two or three of her books from the very beginning. They even made me book a trip to Nantucket to indulge in the summers she so beautifully describes.

However, all good things must come to an end. Hearing this was her last one, I was expecting a finale of epic proportions. Unfortunately, I was wrong. But like the old saying goes, I truly think this "isn't you--it's me." I grew so exhausted of the name-dropping, the fascination/obsession with being skinny (I can't count the times one main character questioned her eating/ bemoaned her non-flat stomach). Maybe I'm reading these books with a different lens: it felt classist. There was even some mention of being "classist" when one of our main characters, the one main character who doesn't work a million-dollar job, feels like she is in a different class than all the rest (because she is.)

This is definitely someone's cup of tea. I just think maybe I've grown tired of the same story (of course, one that involves cheating). I'd had my breakups with authors before. I'm not saying this is forever, but I am saying that if there are more Hilderbrand novels, I don't think I'll be rushing to read them like I have in the past. This one just missed the spark her other novels had. I can't totally put my finger on it.