Considering this book follows a girl who finds a sentient blob next to a bin and takes it home to mould the perfect boyfriend, it’s actually surprisingly relatable. It was another one of my holiday picks, all selected specifically because I wanted to read about people being messy as fuck. I really loved Vi, chaotic and often selfish as she is, and some of her antics had me cackling and cringing one minute, then feeling desperately for her the next. I enjoyed the alternate chapters about her childhood which was blighted by racism, the casual cruelty of children. It offered valuable insight into why she is the way she is as a 20 something.

Funny and poignant, I really picked great reads for my holiday!!