I enjoyed Lucy Foley’s book The Guest List, so I was looking forward to reading The Paris Apartment. Thanks to William Morrow/Custom House and NetGalley I received a copy in exchange for this honest review. 

So…I didn’t finish it. I may have missed something terrific, but TBH I didn’t care about any of the characters, the setting was not really Paris, it was basically just an apartment (which seemed like it could have been anywhere, and I just had too many other great prospects in my TBR pile. 

So, there it is. Hard to award stars, but I’m giving it two for effort. And I will read Ms. Foley’s next book, hoping it was just me.