Not a fan of this one. The whole thing felt monotone and miserable and I argued with myself multiple times to keep going and finish it rather than shelve it.

There were aspects of Nancy Mitford’s life that were really interesting that could have taken the focus like her work spying with the French or taking care of the refugees. But the entire book was about her awful marriage and equally awful family, with a small bit of her love life at the end. And it went from one event to the next fluidly without much emotion or feeling, but with *loads* of inconsequential detail that just dragged on and in for me. I don’t understand why the book kept saying she stayed in her marriage because Peter wouldn’t give her a divorce when post 1937 England, women themselves could file in cases for infidelity.

There was a dual timeline with Lucy but her part was so short and stilted it felt more like an afterthought than really part of the story.

After awhile it just felt miserable with how much the book revolves around Nancy’s loveless marriage and her refusal to end it no matter how much Peter cheated on her, or how completely unhappy that made her.

Thanks to Netgalley for the advanced copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.