The Dressmaker

I had stumbled across this book in a list of “Christian fiction” many years ago. It is NOT a Christian fiction book; it is, instead, general market.

Even setting that fact aside, this book was largely a miss for me. While I enjoyed seeing what might have happened in court after the sinking of the Titanic, because I imagine people would have been searching for someone—anyone—to blame for such a travesty, I felt like the leading lady was unrealistic as a lower-class citizen of the era. She would have known her place and behaved accordingly, but this gal did not. She rebelled against her employer at every turn, which should have gotten her fired sixteen ways—but, of course, did not.

The love triangle felt pointless and unfulfilling.

For this book to be called “The Dressmaker,” I sure thought dressmaking would have taken a huge front-row seat. Unfortunately, that was but a blip on the radar of this book. The leading lady, the supposed dressmaker, only designed a single dress throughout the entire story. Talk about disappointing!

The courtroom scenes were the only ones that felt completely realistic to me. I quite enjoyed them, and they were my favorite portions of this book.

Other than the beautiful cover, of course. That was, after all, what drew my attention to this book in the first place.

Content: expletives, profanity, tobacco, suicide, alcohol, sexual innuendo