By Paulina Porizkova
An incisive, superbly written first novel through a former stick insect that explores the glamorous and gritty global she inhabitedOnly a handful of girls on this planet have skilled what Paulina Porizkova has -- being whisked away to version in Paris whereas nonetheless undefined, attaining the top of the occupation ahead of her schoolmates had even graduated -- and less nonetheless have the perception to trap it on paper.In her first novel, Paulina tells the tale of Jirina. A tall, scrawny fifteen-year-old woman from Sweden, she's even more familiar with name callings and disdain than admiration and affection, even if from her classmates or her family. that every one adjustments whilst her purely good friend, Hatty, asks to perform her make-up and images abilities on Jirina. virtually sooner than she is aware it Jirina is on a airplane to Paris, the place she is going to spend the summer time in a milieu fullyyt alien to her. residing on the domestic of her modeling agency's proprietor and regularly subjected to blunt actual checks, catty and infrequently merciless fellow types, and womanizing photographers -- and, miraculously adequate, whereas occasionally feeling actually appealing -- Jirina embarks on a trip past her wildest imaginings. among picture shoots in Italy and Morocco and events with types and musicians, Jirina manages to make a couple of buddies, fall in love, and, ultimately, suppose the very grownup discomfort of betrayal and heartbreak.Told with the grace, simplicity, and accuracy that could simply come from real-life event, A version summer season is either the debut of a particularly proficient novelist and an strangely well-informed glance behind the curtain at a global many of us fantasize approximately, yet few particularly understand.
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Bengt hardly counts. She pops her can open and pours the Coke into her plastic cup. “So, how do you pronounce your name, anyway? ” “Yee-ree-na,” I tell her, mangling my actual name, Jirina, in the familiar Swedish way. The correct pronunciation, Yee-r-shi-nah, I hear only at home. My name has always been a sore spot for me. Why my parents cursed me to navigate a world of Anikas and Gunillas with a name that so clearly indicates an immigrant background (a communist background at that), was, and still is, incomprehensible to me.
At twenty-one, he is really closer to my age. It doesn’t matter, for he is obviously on his way out too; before I left for Paris, Mother had been instructing me to tell him she was not home when he called. Suddenly, the door opens and nearly hits Britta in the face. Marina stands in the doorway. Her robe is open almost all the way, affording a glimpse of pale pubic hair and long, bony legs the color of a fish belly. I’m directly in her line of sight; Britta is hidden by the door. ” I glance at Britta, who has turned a vivid red.
The shop was owned by a then current Uncle and I made enough money over three months to also purchase my other prized possessions: a pair of baggy jeans, a black-and-white-checkered T-shirt, and a red military-style belt. That particular Uncle was a favorite; he would give me and Kristynka candy from the store when Mother wasn’t looking. Unfortunately, he lost his spot shortly after that summer. The recent Uncle, Ingmar, studies law and is ten years younger than my mother. At twenty-one, he is really closer to my age.