Changeless by Gail CarrigerMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
When you enjoy reading something as much as I have enjoyed reading Gail Carriger's Parasol Protectorate series, it's impossible to not rate it higher than the left side of your brain tells you you should. It's the most delightful combination of wit, mystery and under-cover feminism a girl like me could ask for. Alexia Tarabotti, despite her soulless state, or maybe because of it, has more insight in to human nature and quippy one-liners than a girl as fashionable as she is, really, has the right to. All I know is, were I a resident of steampunk, alternative Victorian London, I'd want to be invited to tea at Lord Akeldama's house for gossip time with Biffy, Alexia, and, perhaps, even Ivy. I like to imagine that, at some point in the future, when a few of these supernatural mysteries have been put to bed, Alexia and Lord Akeldama will gain secondary employment as the fashion police of the ton. It's a job that, even on the busiest of Victorian Red Carpet nights would leave plenty of time for Alexia to investigate any disturbances in the ether. Though, judging by the cliffhanger at the end of this book, she may have to split her time between being a fashion critic, a gastronomic connoisseur, the most intelligent woman in the room and impending parturition. Even for a woman of Alexia's appetites, that's a lot for one plate. Although I wish I had gotten on board this dirigible ride sooner, I'm equally as glad that I don't have to wait for the next installment to find out what's happened to my current favorite damsel whose only distress is over ugly hats and obsolete technology.
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