It’s New York in the 1940s, where the martinis flow from cocktail hour till breakfast at Tiffany’s. And nice girls don’t, except, of course, Holly Golightly. Pursued by Mafia gangsters and playboy millionaires, Holly is a fragile eyeful of tawny hair and turned-up nose, a heart-breaker, a perplexer, a traveller, a tease. She is irrepressibly ‘top banana in the shock department’, and one of the shining flowers of American fiction.

Breakfast at Tiffany’s a classic movie and to me also a classic book. I love diving into a classic once in a while. It is like having a chat with familiar old friends you don’t see too often.

As always I truly enjoyed this book. While I don’t re-read it very often I do sometimes worry that because I know the book so well I will be bored when I come around to it again, but I always manage to discover or feel something new about the characters as I read so it never feels stale. There are just some stories that will always stand the test of time. For me Breakfast at Tiffany’s is one of those books that when someone asks me about a book they simply must read in their lifetime that I tell them about. Of course it seems more people are aware of the movie vs. the book and some come out a bit shocked from the book, but for me that is part of the fun. Holly is a little bit of a ninny head as my great gran would say, but I don’t care I still enjoy my time spent with her and probably always will.

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