French Milk

Meh. I was expecting more of a story, some growth or change to happen, or for it to do what the cover said and explore her changing relationship with her mother (I really wanted to read about that!)

In the end it was a diary of places she went, things she ate, books she read, and stuff she bought. Ok, but I just thought there would be more. I'll probably keep it around to refer to when I visit Paris someday, and because I really liked the drawings.