Anouk LaRue used to be a romantic, but since she had her heart well and truly broken her love life has dissolved into nothing more than daydreams of the perfect man. Retreating to her extraordinary Little Antique Shop has always been a way to escape, because who could feel alone in a shop bursting with memories and beautiful objects…
Until Tristan Black bursts into an auction and throws her ordered world into a spin.
Following your heart is a little like getting lost in Paris – sometimes confusing and always exciting! Except learning to trust her instincts is not something Anouk is ready to do when it comes to romance, but the city of love has other ideas…
I laughed when I saw the title. My mum is into antiques and I’ve spent a fair few days tumbling around dusty old shops and packed antique fairs so the book immediately attracted my notice on NetGalley.
There’s an olde world charm about this book. Pictures of Grace Kelly and Audrey Hepburn spring to mind, not to mention Cary Grant as the ‘To Catch a Thief’ plot unfolds. Anouk is a stylish Parisian with rolled up locks and wide belts; an antique dealer with old fashioned values and a bad taste in men. She’s been hurt in love and then there’s a thief on the loose…
I found a slight slapstick comedy element to the vignettes she presents but the writing is devine. Ms Raisin has drawn every word out of her writer’s toolbox and placed them where they’ll do most damage to the reader’s emotions. There’s lots of highs and lows as the plot thickens and relationships dip and dive. The characterisations are well thought out: the mother with her cooking exploits, the unbending father, the kooky sister and an assortment of odd best friends and customers to keep each page busy.
The scene:- Set between Paris and St Tropez you can almost imagine yourself there. I was in St Tropez a couple of years ago and, for me Ms Raisin’s words brought back an array of happy emotions. The grand super yachts on the horizon. The quirky cafes with wrought iron chairs and tumbling geraniums, the ten Euro ice creams, the legendary traffic jam along the main artery – next time I’m going to dust off my Sunseeker.
An old style heartwarming read full of Parisian charm.