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Even when I showed her the whites of my eyes, which have gone noticeably yellow. Even when I showed her my tongue, which is basically white, instead of a healthy pink. Even when I informed her that I went to wrongdiagnosis. In which case, Mom said, I had better get dressed so she could take me to the emergency room.
So I just begged her to let me stay in bed for one more day. And she finally relented. I mean, think about it: Such as, for instance, to go to school.
I am the princess of Genovia. So what does it matter if I go to school? Ever again. Maybe Dad will let me move to Genovia. Mom let her in to see me. About Michael. When are you coming back to school? Everyone misses you! But still. Even as I said it, I could feel my palms getting sweaty.
Just the thought of going to school made me want to hurl. Even Tina—always my staunchest supporter where my love for Michael is concerned—was betraying me. I tried not to let my shock at this show, however. Forget all about Michael. I promise. You know, that anything Tina said is true.
I just said it to get Tina to go away. Because having to talk to her made me feel so tired. I just wanted to go back to sleep. Writing all this has totally exhausted me. Just living exhausts me. Maybe this time, when I wake up, it really will all turn out to have been a bad dream. I could tell by the way Mr. Hot cocoa! With whipped cream! But you can only have it if you get out of bed, get dressed, and get in the limo for school. Poor Mr. I mean, you have to give him points for trying.
You really do. Then I explained— very politely—that I am not going to school. I checked my tongue in the mirror just now. Unless I have lassa fever. Also, Boris. Boris was a little surprised to see me in my current condition. I know because he said so. I said that in comparison, me refusing to bathe or get out of bed for a few days was really nothing. To which he agreed. It seems a little. Tina tried to get me interested in going back to school by telling me that both J.
After what seemed like forever—I know! I opened the note J. Orchestra seats! I miss you. Which was totally sweet of him. But when your life is crumbling around you, the last place in the world you want to be is school. But then she said that three days of wallowing is her limit. She said I was getting up and getting dressed and going to school if she had to drag me to the shower and stick me under the nozzle herself. I mean, really.
Then she tried a different tactic. She started to cry. Was that what I wanted her to do? To bother my dad with this? I told her she could call Dad if she wanted to. All I wanted was for Mom to leave me alone so I could continue feeling sorry for myself in peace.
My plan actually worked. She got so upset, she ran out of my room and started crying again. I have a whole little schedule now. Every morning, I get up before anyone else does and have breakfast—usually whatever leftovers are in the fridge from the evening meal the night before—and feed Fat Louie and clean out his box.
When either Mom or Mr. G comes in and tries to get me to go to school, I say no. Then my mom sends in Tina, and I pretend to be alive, and then Tina leaves, and I go to sleep, because Tina exhausts me.
Then, after Mom and everybody is asleep, I get up, make myself a snack, and watch TV until two or three in the morning. But I bet I could figure out a way. It sucks to make your mother cry. Maybe I should make her a card or something. Except that would involve getting out of bed to look for markers and stuff. And I am way, way too tired to do all of that. You have to learn.
Throughout the ages, most reigning monarchs have been total morons, and yet they still were allowed to rule. But whatever. Nicole Richie. Ignorance is never attractive.
Speaking of which, how long has it been since you washed your hair, Amelia? What does it matter how I look now that Michael is out of my life? Anything to make her go away. I have a headache. You know you need to drink eight glasses of water a day, Amelia, in order to keep hydrated. He was nothing but an orange blur as he ran for the safety of the closet. I shall send over my personal physician immediately! I think I just need to rest.
Or so I thought. Because a few minutes later, Mom came into the doorway and stood there peering down at me with a troubled look on her face. I could tell by his expression that I was in for it. If you will. I have rights, you know! He tossed me in the car! And okay, he tossed my journal in after me. And a pen. And my Chinese slippers with the sequin flowers on the toes.
But still! Is this any way to treat a princess, I ask you? Or even a human being? He brought me to the Upper East Side to see a psychologist. And not just any psychologist, either.
At least if all the many degrees and awards framed on the wall of his outer office is any indication. I guess this is supposed to impress me. Or at least comfort me. Arthur T. My dad has brought me to see Dr. Because he—and Mom and Mr. I know I probably look nuts, sitting here in my pajamas, with my duvet still clutched around me.
But whose fault is that? They could have let me get dressed. Not that I would have, of course. Well, I mean, when Lars carried me in. Because when the limo pulled up in front of the brownstone Dr. So Lars carried me. Knutz will be with you in a moment.
In the meantime, will you please fill this out, dear? What is it? A test? There are no right or wrong answers. It will only take a minute to fill out. Will that make you feel better, Mia? I mean, you should see how many shoes he owns. So the receptionist handed my dad the same form to fill out. When I looked down, I saw that it was a list of statements that you were supposed to rate by checking off the most appropriate answer.
To which you could check off one of the following replies: I noticed when I was done that I had checked off mostly All of the times and Most of the times.
Such as, I feel like everyone hates me. Most of the time and I feel that I am worthless. Most of the time. But my dad had filled out mostly A little of the times and None of the times.
Even for his answers to statements like, I feel as if true romantic love has passed me by. Which I happen to know is a total lie. Dad told me he has had only one true love in his entire life, and that was Mom, and that he let her go, and totally regretted it.
Because he knew I might never find a love like that again. The receptionist—Mrs. Hopkins—took our forms back and brought them through a door to the right of her desk. Meanwhile, Lars picked up the latest copy of Sports Illustrated off Dr.
I bet he never thought that was going to be part of his job description when he graduated from bodyguard school.
I got that part. He comes very highly recommended. What does that mean? Hopkins is back. She says the doctor will see us now. That was the weirdest thing. Knutz was. I know Dad said not to let his name or his demeanor fool me, but I mean, from his name and his profession, I expected him to be a little old bald dude with a goatee and glasses and maybe a German accent. And he was old. And he had sort of a Western accent.
Knutz is a cowboy. A cowboy psychologist. It so figures that out of all the psychologists in New York, I would end up with a cowboy one. His office is furnished like the inside of a ranch house. On the wood paneling along his office walls there are pictures of wild mustangs running free.
His office furniture is dark leather and trimmed with brass studs. And the carpet is a Navajo rug. I could tell right away from all this that Dr. Knutz certainly lived up to his name. Also, that he was way crazier than me. This had to be a joke. My dad had to be kidding that 61 Dr. Princess Mia! Nice to meetcha. Heard you were uncharacteristically nice to your grandma yesterday. Unlike Dr. Moscovitz—so I am not unfamiliar with how doctorpatient relationships are supposed to go. And they are not supposed to begin with completely false accusations on the part of the doctor.
I just said what she wanted to hear so she would go away. Knutz said. Give the man a chance. Knutz wanted to know. I swear he really said hetted and not heated.
Carl Jung for some time. I have been struggling to achieve selfactualization for years. I am no stranger to psychology. Knutz said, looking intrigued. Knutz said, looking down at a piece of paper on his desk. But I respect his wishes, and I know that if I ever hope to attain the fruits of self-actualization, I have to spend more time building up the roots of my tree of life, and.
Except for possible meningitis. Or lassa fever. I just have to adjust. Suddenly, I was very close to tears. Also, my heart was beating kind of fast again. Because I was not avoiding school because I might have to see Lilly there, or interact socially with people. Or why I want to move to Genovia. Because everything he was saying was totally ridiculous.
Because everything sucks. And I probably do have meningitis, even though everyone seems to be ignoring my symptoms. Do I need to? Only now I was blinking back tears. Knutz went on in a gentle voice. I mean, for a cowboy. Then my dad reached over and took my hand. Plus, my hand was super sweaty. How did he keep doing that? How did he keep reading my mind like that? Was it because he spent so much time out on the range? With the deer? And the antelope? What is an antelope, anyway?
Knutz was saying. And this time, leave the Jungian tree of selfactualization out of it. Maybe it was the Navajo rug. Maybe it was the cowboy hat on the peg on the back of the door. Maybe I just figured he was right: In any case, the next thing I knew, I was telling this strange, aging cowboy everything.
Which is apparently some rule of Dr. Knutz took me on as a regular patient. Only I had just read Alice in Wonderland, and, of course, I was obsessed with anything resembling a rabbit hole. And so, of course, I moved the plywood off the cistern, and stood there on the edge, looking down into the deep, dark hole, wondering if it led to Wonderland and if I could really go there. And then the dirt around the edge gave way, and I fell down the hole. Far from it. I put the plywood back where it had been and went back to the house, shaken and smelly and dirty, but no worse for wear.
And fortunately, no one ever found out. I was stuck down there at the bottom. I could just watch, from down at the bottom of that big, black hole. It was really weird, but. I know it sounds dumb. But the idea of calling for help had never even occurred to me. Help me out of that hole, I mean. I was down there so deep, and I was so tired. I mean, if it works.
Knutz said matter-of-factly. Certain medical conditions can affect mood, so we want to rule those out— along with the meningitis, of course. Then you can come see me for your first therapy session after school. From which my office is conveniently located just a few blocks away. Knutz looked surprised.
My heart had begun to slam into the back of my ribs. You know, make a clean start, and all of that? His eyes, I noticed, were blue. The skin around them was crinkly and kind-looking. Prescribe me something. Some drugs or something. That might make it easier. Again, Dr. Knutz seemed to know exactly what I meant. And he seemed to find it amusing. I have a colleague 70 who can, if I feel I have a patient who needs it.
He could not be more wrong. I needed drugs. A lot of them! Who needed drugs more than me? No one! The next thing I knew, Dr. Knutz was blinking at me, and Dad was wriggling around uncomfortably in his chair. But, again. In fact, when asked if you ever felt like killing yourself, you replied None of the time. Why would anybody willingly do things that scare them?
He was right. I knew he was right. Michael did say we both had some growing up to do. You have a bodyguard. What about this Tina person your mother mentioned? You forget about the people who would do anything—anything in the world, probably—to help you out of it.
And who knows?
Now I know his name really is appropriate. Did you think no one was going to notice? You know that, Mia. Principal Gupta may be many things—a despotic control freak among them—but she would never betray studentprincipal confidentiality. How humiliating! If James Bond were completely bald. Anyway, when I got back to the loft, I found that Mom had used my absence as an opportunity to clean my room and send all of my bedding out to the laundry-by-the-pound place.
Meanwhile, Mr. G had taken away my TV. So now I know what Dr. Knutz and I will be discussing for a good portion of our appointed hour together tomorrow. I guess I have bigger things to worry about. Like that while I was showering just now, Mom snuck into the bathroom and stole my Hello Kitty pajamas. And threw them down the incinerator. Maybe I was getting a little too attached to them. We went through a lot together, my Hello Kitty pajamas and I. Mom, Dad, and Mr. G are all sitting around the kitchen table right now, having some kind of not-so-secret conference about me.
Not-so-secret because I can totally hear. To distract myself, I went online for the first time in, like, a million years to see if anyone had e-mailed me. It turned out they had. A lot. I had unread messages. And, okay, most of them were spam. But quite a few were cheerful attempts to make me feel better from Tina. There were some from Ling Su and Shameeka, too, and even a couple from Boris. He is such a good boyfriend.
He always does exactly what Tina tells him to. There were quite a few from J. Then, as I was going through, sending message after message into my trash folder, I saw it. An e-mail from Michael.
I swear, my heart started beating about a million miles a minute, and my palms got instantly soaked. Because what if it was just a reiteration of what Michael had said to me on Sunday? The thing about how we should just be friends and see other people? No way. Hey, Mia. Well, obviously. This place is a little nutty— they really do eat noodles for breakfast! But fortunately you can still find egg sandwiches most places. The work is what I expected it to be—hard—but I really think I have a solid chance of actually getting this thing off the ground.
Well, I have to go. Still, that had to mean something, right? That maybe he still loves me, at least a 78 little? But then. About just wanting to be friends. A friendly note to show he had no hard feelings over the J. Or had I, in the complete psychotic break I had last week over the Judith Gershner thing, managed to destroy any iota of romantic feeling he ever had for me?
And pressed. And just like that, his e-mail was gone. And no way was I writing him back. Michael may be over me. Not yet, anyway. But the only way I know how not to do that is just not to say anything to him at all.
There were no new updates, thank God. Well, why would there be? She and Dad and Mr. G have ordered pizza from Tre Giovanni. Just me, my mom, her husband, their kid, and my dad, the prince of Genovia.
Oh, yeah. It is so. I think Dr. K was wrong, and I do need drugs. I was never scared of school before. At least, not this much. But I am more NOT normal than ever. I have lost my support system—the ONE thing I have been able to count on for the past two years to keep me sane in this sea of complete insanity—Michael. I got to spend my morning waiting around Dr.
I mean, it was bad enough I had to get out of bed, shower, and get dressed. I finally had to use a safety pin to keep my skirt on. At first I thought my skirt must have shrunk at the cleaners and I was kind of mad about it. And I will admit I noticed things have been getting a little snug all over lately. And had to use the last hooks on all my bras.
And even then they leave marks on me. I actually have boobs to be squeezed. So then I thought maybe the laundry-by-the-pound place had shrunk my bra too. So I tried a different one. Same thing. Then another. That is nearly one more Fat Louie than I weighed last time I stepped on a scale! But to have gained almost a whole CAT? That is all I have to say. Of course, there was a rational explanation beyond the meat. Some women have them even into their twenties. On the not-so-bright side?
And panties. And jeans. And pajamas. And sweats. And a new school uniform. And new ball gowns. Oh, God. And see Lilly. Who will no doubt take her tray and go sit elsewhere when she sees me. I know Tina will still want to sit with me. I wonder how Tina would feel if she found out I think of her as a root? Baby steps, like Rocky took when he was first starting to walk. Baby steps.
First I need to get through lunch. Four more hours until I can get out of here. So now I have another worry to add to the list: Apparently, the entire school thinks J. But he was only helping me down the steps!
Because I was in heels! And the steps were carpeted and there were no handrails! And, okay, based on the photographic evidence, I could see why middle America—and the rest of the world, I guess—would think J.
But apparently not. And the line in the sand has already been drawn: I guess their mutual appreciation for his muay thai fighting friends has drawn them together, or something. I understand.
I said it because it was true! Then, when I did, I totally started blushing. And she thought I could cure him of it? Oh, God! At least J. Which would at least partially explain why Lilly is sticking so assiduously to her side of the G and T room. All I can think about is how I will never, ever again hear the sound of his sarcastic laughter as we watch South Park together.
Can you not see that it took every ounce of courage and strength I possess just to come here today?
So do you think you could drop the cold shoulder thing and cut me some slack? Because I really do value and miss your friendship. And by the way, do you really think hooking up with random muay thai fighters is the most mature way to respond to your heartache?
Are you supposed to be Lana Weinberger, or something? Get the ball! As if. You get the ball, loser. I totally should have made Dr.
Fung give me a note to get me out of gym class. Thank God my gym tee was always a little too big to begin with. Now it fits just right. Eva Braun, aka Trisha Hayes, was standing right next to her, filing her nails. Where have you been all week? Seriously, my head is going to explode. And inside, I was thinking, Just say it. Mom was driving me crazy, she was so frantic to find a replacement.
So I suggested you. You gave that speech last year, you know, when we were both running for student council president.
And it was kind of good. Because Lana Weinberger said something nice to me. Fung excusing me from PE today, however. This next part is. I just stood there staring at her. Which unfortunately gave Trisha Hayes a chance to notice the safety pin holding my skirt closed. Wanna come with? I just stood there, not sure if any of this was really happening, or if it was a symptom of my depression. You never know. She just looked. That thing with Josh. He was such a jerk sometimes.
Plus, some of your friends are really. Because I really meant it. But maybe I deserve to be treated like dirt. Or how crazy depressed I am about everything. If you want. Come on, Trish. We gotta get to class. Potts came in and blew her whistle and told us to get in line to go to the park. I did what I was told without even thinking about it.
It has to be. Carrot Top! Even though you and J. The only difference really was that you were actually crushing on Josh. No wonder Lana was mad. God, Mia. You do suck. Maybe Lana really does want to hang out with me. The question is. Oh, crud. Here comes Mrs. But is it my fault no one will throw the ball to me?
The one Kenny and J. I just put on my goggles and my lab coat, and am sitting here holding stuff out to them when they ask for it. When I can actually identify what it is that they want, anyway. True, I totally do need new bras. But how can I hang out with Lana? I mean, even if she did apologize. What do we even have in common? She likes partying.
Which reminds me. I love my bed. No one can get me there. G took my TV away. Oh, well. I can always read Jane Eyre again. Rochester get separated because of the whole Bertha thing, and then she hears his disembodied voice floating over the moor.
What are you doing tomorrow night? If I got tickets to something, would you come with me? Anything you want to see, you name it. What can I say? I just want to stay in bed. Thanks for thinking of me, though! If you want, I could come over. We could watch some movies. Oh, wow. Even though he, of course, is the one who initiated it. But is about as much of the truth as J. Mia, is this about the newspaper thing?
Is the paparazzi staking out your place or something? Of course not! I can take a hint. You two are engaged? Where are you registered? Sharper Image, right? Which, of course, made Mr. Then he gave me a very irritated look. I am in the middle of a hazardous procedure involving the use of highly corrosive acids. Please can we talk about Lilly some other time? What a baby. I mean, they are both equally horrible, in their own way.
Knutz asking me how school went. Everything was exactly the same as last time. The only difference, really, was that I was in my toosmall school uniform instead of my Hello Kitty pajamas. Which I told him my mom had put down the incinerator. The same night my stepfather took away my TV. To which Dr. What happened in school today?
Knutz asked me why I hate school so much, and so—just to illustrate my point—I told him about Lana. She is willing to move on from your past differences. But she thinks I stole her boyfriend. I only met you yesterday, remember.
Knutz looked confused. Well, how did you respond to his e-mail? And it turns out the mom asked me because Lana recommended me. Which was. I need new clothes. And Lana knows a lot about shopping. K said. After all that, he was telling me a story about a mare named Dusty? What kind of weird psychological technique was this? Want to know why? And she wants to cool off. Besides, saddles are ruined when they get wet. Knutz said, without waiting for me to respond to the Dusty story, thank God.
He actually read from his notes. So I beat him to the punch by dumping him first. Even though I regretted it later. The whole Judith Gershner thing. Someone who can clone fruit flies. Not someone like. Knutz passed me the tissues. Not in an unkind way, either. I mean, being a princess is no big accomplishment! I was just BORN this way!
I mean, anyone can be BORN! Then I felt ashamed of myself. I mean, for shouting. And she has thousands of loyal viewers. Thank you Meg Cabot for writing this story! So excited for this book!!!!! I finally preordered it!!!! I finally preordered it!!!!!!
It's going to happen!!!!!!!!!! Me when I found out: When I read the date: Mia and Michael are back!!!! Everything that I wished for and more! I can't imagine any fan of the Princess Diaries being disappointed with this.
Michael is still a dream and every girl's fantasy. His emojis cracked me up every time, I can't even. Grandmere continues with her Sidecar swilling and being obnoxiously rude. Lilly, Tina and co. And the proposal Everything that I wished for and more! Time to get my hands on Olivia's book. But first, can we pretty please have a sequel?!?! I need to know how Mia and Michael view spoiler [fare with their twins!!! I kid you not - I can chart my progress through puberty with them.
I desperately wanted combat boots I owe my love for boots to Mia, really , wanted a Michael, wanted a Fat Louie, but most importantly just related so much to Mia though I'd rather not be a princess!
While I've had my problems with the series see: So to find out that Meg Cabot's writing a new adult Princess Diaries book? It's like she's reviving all my favourite childhood series: Apr 29, Chelsea chelseadolling reads rated it it was amazing.
Currently grinning like a fool, oh my god. Sep 10, Duanur rated it really liked it Shelves: Before Reading: My babies are getting married! Me whenever Michael appears in the book: Reading this, I felt like I was catching up with old friends. If you are a fan of The Princess Diaries series, you have to read this book. Not a lot happens but it made me so happy! Especially to see Michael and Mia together again. They are relationship goal Before Reading: They are relationship goals. Jun 08, Booknut rated it it was amazing Shelves: This book is everything!
It's finally happening guys - one of the fave literary couples from my childhood is getting married!! There are not enough happy dance gifs in the world to express how awesome this book was. Not only was it a trip down memory lane, but it was also filled with spot-on humor and heartwarming moments that made me want to laugh and cry happy tears into a bowl of ice-cream May 03, Emmah rated it really liked it.
I'm disappointed in the cover! It doesn't match the other books at like all: May 19, Vitor Martins rated it it was amazing Shelves: These diamond shoes! They fit so tight and hurt so much! You got the diamond shoes! Many people, they have no shoes at all.
She whines. Ad nauseum. An honest-to-goodness tiara-wearing Princess. But is Mia happy? Mia whines and whinges and wonders why everything happens to her?!? Yeah, Mia…my heart bleeds for your plight I hate lashing out at a series that was very dear to me. Mia was an endearing teen heroine. I adored the first three instalments of The Princess Diaries.
She was a tall, clumsy, fourteen year old with a surfboard chestline, a triangular hairstyle and a grandmother straight from Gitanes-scented hell. For such a girl to be suddenly thrust into the limelight and freak out was understandable. Her rantings, ravings and panic attacks made complete sense. But not now. And that rankled. Low blow, Cabot. Why did you have to go do that to Mr. To sum it up, I do love a happy ending. But I think I already got that in Book This one, I could have done without.
Jun 07, Dayse Dantas rated it liked it. Mia mocks her teenage self for being too self absorbed while maintaining the same annoying quality to this day? Just No. Mia still gets weirdly panicked thinking Michael is going to break up with her after all these years?
G dying just for the sake of a lazyass rekindled love storyline? Mia still talks about Tina in a condescending way even though they've grown up and she's clearly in pain and is also a medical student? Lilly and Lars? Helen and Philippe getting back together out of nowhere because Philippe had another secret daughter and therefore was more complex than Helen had realized?
Philippe abnegating? Helen moving to Genovia because of Philipe? The whole flippant baby business? Mia considering Lilly as godmother and not Tina?
Tina, as usual, had to do the job. Boris is a superstar. Ok, she was actually kind of great. Which makes it worse, because this entire book felt so weak and… unnecessary. Then all of the rest of the things that happened in this book could happen in the course of Olivia's series and in a much better written and handled way. Not the horrible stuff, though, such as Lilly and Lars. Eugh, seriously, what was that?? Just felt like lazy writing. I was sad at first, then I got frustrated, then I got angry, and now I'm going back to being sad.
Feb 28, Laurence R. Amazing, incredible, fabulous, wonderful, excellent I honestly loved every single page of this book. Not only was I amazed to go back into this royal universe I'd read about years ago, I also thought every part of it was really well-thought. The first thing I loved was how, after all these years, Mia is still the same girl we know, except older. She's still funny, quirky, nerdy and lovable, which made me feel like I had just stopped reading the last book.
I honestly burst out laughing many tim Amazing, incredible, fabulous, wonderful, excellent I honestly burst out laughing many times while reading, because her honesty or her comments were just too funny.
She and Michael were easily recognizable - as well as the other characters, to be honest - and it didn't feel the slightest bit weird to see them get on with their lives and be real adults. Their love is still extremely strong and while this novel didn't feel like a romance, it still has loads of swoon-worthy moments that I enjoyed very much. As for the plot, I honestly have no idea how Cabot could still think of such an amazing plot.
Really, after having written ten books about a young princess's life, you'd think she'd have ran out of good ideas, but here's the truth: Everything about Genovia and being a princess was realistic and interesting, and the many plot twists made my reading experience very pleasant. Though I could easily have been spoiled about some of them - I mean, the title is a pretty big clue that I, being stupid, didn't think of - I wasn't and I was surprised many times while reading.
Seriously, I recommend this book to everyone. I even considered recommending it to my mother, although it's far from her favourite genre, aka historical fiction. It will make you laugh and smile like no other book and we all know that's what you want. Thank you to HarperCollins for providing me with a digital copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
Nov 18, Sepani rated it liked it Shelves: The book has two major conflict situations which was nearly unexpected And the cover is so different to the previous books. I would rather like if this had a cover similar to the other books in this series.
Anyway, I'm happy to finish this series. Jul 18, Shannon leaninglights rated it really liked it. So very adorable. We got Moa as an adult but she's still totally Mia: Michael feeeeeeeels, as always: I received an Advance Reader Copy from the publisher. This is no way impacted in my view. When I first heard that Meg Cabot would be returning to the Princess Diaries' world in a new, adult book, I was so excited.
As I'd grown up with Mia, I could wait to see how she was handling adulthood, and Royal Wedding was absolutely wonderful! The past few years have been really good for Mia. She's secure in her relationship with Michael, even with the paparazzi questioning why they aren't engaged, and is running a community centre for teens in honour of her late stepfather.
However, problems start coming thick and fast. Her father, Philippe, has been arrested for speeding, and is facing harsh political opposition, the paparazzi are hounding her about everything from her relationship to her political views, she has a stalker who seems quite crazy, and then there's the unbelievable announcement that she has a half sister, living only 50 miles away in New Jersey.
Oh, and also something else, but that's quite spoilery - I can safely say it's something worth waiting to read for. Considering I only read book 1 last week, it was very weird to jump between the events of them both. However, I'm really pleased with how things have transpired in the meantime, and even though I know what will happen in the future, I'm still looking forward to reading books Both this book and From the Notebooks of a Middle School Princess cover the same time period, so there is some overlap.
It was nice to see both Mia's and Olivia's thoughts on discovering they were sisters, and I'm not actually sure who's voice I preferred. As said earlier, this book is classified as adult, as Mia is now 26, in a committed relationship, etc.
However, there were no explicit scenes as such, just allusions to sexual themes, so I think older teenagers would have no problem reading it. Mia and Michael have always been one of my all time OTPs, and to see them so happy in this book was a dream come true.
Because of the events of this book, I'm actually desperate for book 12, even though I finished Royal Wedding less than an hour ago. The romance was exactly as I'd imagined it would be between Mia and Michael as adults, and I'm so happy with where they are in their lives.
We also saw many old faces from the original series, including Lilly, Tina, Lana, Lars, etc. Her family was just as wacky as always. Clarisse will always have a soft spot in my heart, and quotes of hers such as 'But I don't have my eyebrows on! I can't meet my only other grand-children with no eyebrows. Developments between Mia's parents ensured they'd both be in her life in further books.
Knowing that Mia will have a full family unit of parents, grandmother, half-siblings, and a new husband to help her with her future in Genovia makes me sure she'll be perfectly fine! Overall, I could not have asked for a more wonderful return to Mia's life. Being the 15th anniversary year of The Princess Diaries release, Royal Wedding has come at the perfect time, and Cabot should be very proud of her work over the years.
I know I was overwhelmed by this story throughout every book, and Royal Wedding was no exception. I honestly could not recommend this enough. Oct 20, Bookaholic reads every mortal thing rated it it was amazing Shelves: I finished this three weeks ago. And read it about 4 times more.
Its like Ms. Cabot managed to fit my entire childhood in just one book which she essentially did. And boy, did she do a good job of it.
Now, all I need is that seventh Mediator book, and I'm pretty sure I can die a happy woman I was 10 when I read the first book. My uncle used to work in the accounts department of a really popular bookshop, so he saw this on their bookshelves and thought that I might like it.
I would like t Fact: I would like to say that I got to reading right away, but that would be a complete lie since I read it only six months later. I wanted to finish the Mallory Towers series before I jumped into anything else. But the moment I started it, there was no turning back. Pretty soon, the series became the Bible of my preteen years , which retrospectively, wasn't exactly a good thing since Mia has her moments of utter foolishness and over thinks certain situations and needlessly makes herself paranoid, but it teach me about the kind of people out there and the kind of guys I should hope for, which I guess was a good thing.
In this book, we meet the Mia of our childhood: She's still someone I would love to have as a best friend. And oh, JP is still an ass. Jus' sayin'. Guess some things never change. Although, I wasnt expected that little I wasnt expecting it, so I was as taken aback as Mia, but thinking about it, it was pretty cute actually.
In short, I cried like a baby when I finished the book, I think I'm tearing up a little now and I have no clue how to end this. I still read the tenth book 4 times a year and it never gets old and now I have another book to re-read forever alongside it.
So thank you, Ms. Cabot, for this extended ending of some of my favorite characters of all time. And thank you for my childhood.
View all 10 comments. Jun 14, Gillian Berry rated it it was amazing Shelves: Just as hilarious and heartwarming and shippy as I remember. But I forgot how much I need another.
I just couldn't wait. Jun 09, Jess rated it really liked it. Puns, sarcasm, feminism and shading the misognists aka classic Princess Diaries. Admittedly, I wouldn't say The Princess Diaries is my favourite Cabot series for those curious, it's The Mediator because when I was a kiddie, hot ghosts just did it for me ok.
Don't judge me. I've since learnt that royalty and money can get you much further duh. Mia, with her "relatable" narrative voice, full of lists and puns and a bounty Puns, sarcasm, feminism and shading the misognists aka classic Princess Diaries.
Mia, with her "relatable" narrative voice, full of lists and puns and a bounty of second hand embarrassment missed the endearing mark for me.
Turns out, over-relatabilty can turn a girl off. But there's no denying that her antics are completely enjoyable to read, no matter how suspiciously dramatic they are.
I'm going to take a leap and say, for a 26 year old, I still get flashbacks of her 14 yr old "voice". I'm not condemning her for her lack of maturity or whatever the fuck is expected of an "adult".
But I feel compelled to point out that in comparison to other protagonists around that age range, she is still written with the dramatic flair of a "teen" or the fictional equivalent of your teenager voice, minus the swearing because god forbid we taint our tongues with such words.
The best element to this series will always be its promotion of feminism and equality, its condemnation of sexism and misogyny and its shade at diversification as a "trend".
It really addresses the double standards when it comes to women and men in the media. Caught with your bf coming out the next day? Well, you become "Princess of Gen-Ho-via". Disgusting and absolutely appalling, and yet that's the reality we sadly live in. Haha, I kid. When I heard "adult" spinoff, I'll admit, I expected 1 something tackling stigmatic issues banned from YA or 2 sex and finally, a fuck or two the word and the meaning, take em both.
We get neither. Pop culture wise, this book will be completely dated. You get some extremely current references with are concurrent with society. We're talking measly things like snapchat, Kate Middleton lol, Friday Night Lights but then we also talk about issues such as the GFC, a nation slipping into recession and lack of tourism and hence profit to sustain the economy and refugees.
Sex is definitely discussed and references and there's a whole lot of innuendoes. Is there anything explicit? I'd say we haven't entirely ventured into the realm of "adult" fiction, as of yet.
Expletives are still redacted. I had to fill them in myself and god knows I have the filthiest mouth in the world and most probably took the expletives a notch or two up. In that manner? Still censored. But I suppose this is a "ladylike" diary so Overall, completely sweet. Made me nostalgic. Ends with so much more room for exploration. Will probably continue on, duh, seeing as it's the most profitable series out there. You see, kids, Princess Mia has grown up, and so have we, who shared her journey.
There's more of her to come and let's just say, we're all at the age where we're raking in the dollar bills so we can definitely afford to pay for it LOL. Jun 17, Cyndi rated it it was amazing. All the times I imagined the marriage of our heroine and hero throughout this series, I did not see this coming. Feb 24, Pinky rated it it was amazing.
I missed this series so much. After reading this book, I realized how much I missed this series. I read this series thee years ago and then I joined Goodreads a year later. I loved the characters and still do and I am so glad I got to read this book. I am so happy with everything that happened in this book and more than satisfied with the ending.
If you haven't heard about the Princess Diaries, where have you been???? It's about a girl named Mia, who lived with her mother. One day, she finds ou I missed this series so much. One day, she finds out that her father is the Prince of Genovia and that she is the princess. Her life changes in one day and she doesn't know what to do. While dealing with these things, she finds out that her mother and algebra teacher are dating. So the Princess Diaries is basically all of her teen life and how she deals with these problems and much more.
The Royal Wedding takes place after the Princess Diaries, so if you haven't read the series, don't read this book. It has almost all the characters from the Princess Diaries but they are all mature adults. It shows how much they moved in life and what position they are in. I really loved this, although some parts were cliche. It's funny how in this book, Mia's friend mentions that her life is kinda cliche.
Mia hasn't changed a bit, she is still funny and obnoxious but she is much more mature. He hasn't changed a bit either, and I loved his dialogue in this book. I loved how we got to see text messages between each of the characters and it was so interesting. I felt like I was going back in time and reading this three years ago. Lily is still sassy and funny, just the way I like her, and I love how she says everything that she thinks.
This romantic, funny, unique novel will keep you hungry for more. Once you start reading, you won't be able to stop until you finish the whole book. It's one of those books that stick with you for the rest of your life. I highly recommend this book and believe that you will enjoy it as much as I did. Nov 19, Rachel E. Carter rated it it was amazing Shelves: May 29, Emily Mead rated it it was amazing Shelves: Review coming on my blog soon: That was before I even knew YA was a genre.
I absolutely love LOVE. I absolutely loved Mia. She was my absolute role model and hero. Because I said. It was totally awesome, and something I love about this whole series.
On a related note, Lilly. Like Tina Hakim Baba, for example, the romance book lover. Oh, also, Boris comes back. Book Grandmere is NOT like this. Even more so in this one than in the rest. Which, come to think of it… 7. Have I mentioned Michael yet?
Well, not that Michael. I do love non-traditional writing formats. These books — ALL of them — are just so funny.
And just the situations that she gets into…I mean, Meg Cabot is a genius for humour. This little girl Olivia is the most adorable thing in the world and I loved her to pieces.
How to cope with the media Despite paparazzi every which way, and several scandals threatening to ruin everything, Mia keeps her head above water and deals with it mostly in the best possible way.