So I’ve been reading non-fiction lately (trust me, it’s shocking even to me) and a few weeks ago I finished reading Audrey Hepburn, An Elegant Spirit. It’s a biography of the actress, written by her son.
I’ve loved Audrey’s clothes for a while; she was just so classy and that’s something I respect and admire. But I’d never known much about her life.
Reading this book was amazing. I loved it. And by the end, I felt like I’d known Audrey Hepburn, like she was an old friend. It’s also the only non-fiction book I’ve ever cried over. It was just such a beautiful book, Audrey’s story told through her son’s eyes and in a quiet, graceful style, and it was simply stunning.
My mom told me that Audrey was a classy lady, at least in her dress; my mom didn’t know much about her life. After reading this book, I went to her and told her that she didn’t have to worry about her lifestyle. She was married three times, and she did smoke, but other than that, she was a very good woman. Reading this book gave me a role model.
It’s not written like a novel, not at all, but it’s written elegantly, beautifully, and it feels almost like it should be read while drinking a cup of tea. There wasn’t a second I didn’t love, and the text was just as interesting as the gorgeous photographs.
I can’t think of any negatives, really. I’m sure they’re there, but not for me. It was a beautiful book that I absolutely loved, and I certainly see myself rereading it someday, so most undoubtedly 5/5 stars.
If you’ve ever had an interest in Audrey Hepburn at all, please read this book. You won’t regret it.