Synopsis (From Goodreads):
New York, 1924. Twenty‑four‑year‑old Jenny Bell is one of a dozen burgeoning artists invited to Louis Comfort Tiffany’s prestigious artists’ colony. Gifted and determined, Jenny vows to avoid distractions and romantic entanglements and take full advantage of the many wonders to be found at Laurelton Hall.
But Jenny’s past has followed her to Long Island. Images of her beloved mother, her hard-hearted stepfather, waterfalls, and murder, and the dank hallways of Canada’s notorious Andrew Mercer Reformatory for Women overwhelm Jenny’s thoughts, even as she is inextricably drawn to Oliver, Tiffany’s charismatic grandson.
As the summer shimmers on, and the competition between the artists grows fierce as they vie for a spot at Tiffany’s New York gallery, a series of suspicious and disturbing occurrences suggest someone knows enough about Jenny’s childhood trauma to expose her.
Supported by her closest friend Minx Deering, a seemingly carefree socialite yet dedicated sculptor, and Oliver, Jenny pushes her demons aside. Between stolen kisses and stolen jewels, the champagne flows and the jazz plays on until one moonless night when Jenny’s past and present are thrown together in a desperate moment, that will threaten her promising future, her love, her friendships, and her very life.
New York City. 1920s. Drawing and painting. All of those words were in the book called Tiffany Blues by M.J. Rose. The main character, Jenny Bell, was an artist who loved painting and drawing. She attended an art school in New York City. Then, she got invited to attend Laurelton Hall.
The book was excellent! The cover was beautiful. I loved the characters and my favorite character was Jenny because she is artistic. The plot was well written and easy to read. I had no issues with this excellent story. There were some parts of the book that were sad and somewhat dark. If you love 1920s and art, then you should read this book.
Thank you to the author, publisher, and BookishFirst for the advanced reader copy of this book.