Beatrice Maria Estrella Giovannini has life all figured out. She’s starting senior year at the top of her class, she’s a shoo-in for a scholarship to M.I.T., and she’s got a new boyfriend she’s crazy about. The only problem: All through high school Bea and her best friends Spencer and Gabe have been the targets of horrific bullying.
So Bea uses her math skills to come up with The Formula, a 100% mathematically-guaranteed path to social happiness in high school. Now Gabe is on his way to becoming Student Body President, and Spencer is finally getting his art noticed. But when her boyfriend dumps her for Toile, the quirky new girl at school, Bea realizes it’s time to use The Formula for herself. She’ll be reinvented as the eccentric and lovable Trixie—a quintessential manic pixie dream girl—in order to win her boyfriend back and beat new-girl Toile at her own game.
Unfortunately, being a manic pixie dream girl isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, and “Trixie” is causing unexpected consequences for her friends. As The Formula begins to break down, can Bea find a way to reclaim her true identity, and fix everything she’s messed up? Or will the casualties of her manic pixie experiment go far deeper than she could possibly imagine?
I’m Not Your Manic Pixie Dream Girl is marketed as a comedic contemporary and I think it’s important that you read it with that in mind. I, however, requested this on Edelweiss because of how much I love the publisher and I think that’s why I didn’t love it? I went in expecting something deep and wonderful and got comedy. Perhaps it’s just me, but I was also displeased with how the subject of Beatrice’s father having an affair was dealt with. I realize not everyone shares this opinion, but marriage is about trust and honesty and I really think Beatrice’s father should have been honest with his wife. It really annoyed me. I know it could have wrecked their relationship, but I don’t care how gutted I would be if it happened to me—I would be glad my husband told me rather than hiding it from me.
There wasn’t anything in this book that wowed me or made me think everyone should read it. It was a good book, funny and a good guilty-pleasure read but my expectations were just wayyyy too high.
But hey! My opinion isn’t everything. So if this sounds like your sort of book, grab a copy! It’s fun and diverse, just not for me.