I'm so sad, I really thought this was going to be a new favorite, but overall, I just feel really let down. The story was just a bit too outrageous for my liking, but I did really enjoy how distinct all of the aunties were. The book felt like throwing confetti in the air with every single story idea / trope, and catching random ones and then putting them all together to make a story. It was by no means bad, and I may read the next one, but we'll see.

How is it possible to feel both overwhelmed and underwhelmed by a book?