![]() ![]() So, what did it leave me with? A book that shot a breath of life into all of those tired old themes. Yet, alongside these nearly foreign concepts were the universal themes found in all great works of literature: passion, lust, betrayal, scandal, violence, redemption, and love. Tipping the Velvet carries a variety of themes that have bored me since my first Women's Studies classes in college: identity, cross-dressing, gender roles, and sexuality. This mistake was a blessing, and this novel renewed my faith in modern fiction. ![]() Good thing I thought that "tipping the velvet" was a reference to the theater (hint: it's not) and mistakenly believed I was buying a book about East End actresses. A book about cross-dressing lesbians in Victorian England wouldn't spark enough interest in me to get past the title page. ![]() I have a job, a kid to raise, and an already low tolerance for contemporary fiction. If someone had given me the bare bones outline of Tipping the Velvet and suggest I read it, I'd have kindly told them to piss off. It's not often that I like a book, so listen up and listen well. ![]()
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