‘Pants’ are what we Brits call underwear for one’s bottom half. The concept of this book, in which 4 teenage girls share a pair of magic jeans, sounds rather sordid unless one remembers that ‘pants’ are what Americans call trousers.
Now I’ve got that out of the way, I recall liking this book when I borrowed it from the library in 2003. It’s quite sweet and heartwarming, if you suspend your disbelief that one pair of jeans could fit four different body shapes and sizes. I’m not at all inclined to re-read it or to watch the film.
Catch up with my recent time-travels here: 2061: Odyssey Three, The Parasites, Junk, Wuthering Heights.
Leave a Reply