A surprising astrology reading sends Natasha Sizlo--divorced, broke, freshly heartbroken, and reeling from her father's death--on an unexpected but magical journey to France, in pursuit of a man born on a particular date in a particular place: November 2, 1968 in Paris.
... an enjoyable memoir of one woman’s search for destiny. While some readers may struggle to remain sympathetic during some of the author’s less self-aware moments in Paris, her conversational writing makes for a fun and escapist read.
... humorous ... The clumsy escapades that arise from her 'serial-killer wall of Tinder profiles and maps of Paris' are often obscenely funny, but readers looking for a charming distraction from life online may tire of her preoccupations with gaining social media clout. Nevertheless, when Sizlo’s stars align, it’s impossible not to cheer for her. This adventurous romp will enchant romantics and astrology-lovers alike.
While the storyline is captivating on a soap-operatic level, the author’s often self-centered behavior—especially multiple instances in which her relentless pursuit caused her to ignore the interests and feelings of her sister and friends who accompanied her—may strain readers’ ability to feel compassion. Furthermore, in the early stages of the narrative, Sizlo provides little meaningful information about herself, making it difficult to be engaged in the outcome of her quest. The author eventually arrives at some level of self-realization near the end of her trip, but the overall narrative lacks depth or memorable insight ... Largely superficial, perhaps a guilty pleasure for fans of stereotypical beach reads.