by Jan Brett, c1992.
Jan Brett is one of my all time favorite artists. I don’t mean she’s one of my favorite illustrators. I mean artists period. Picasso is also on the list.
I picked this Jan Brett title out of all the other Jan Brett titles on the shelf because I vaguely remembered that the little girl wears a dope outfit.
I did not remember any of the plot. Heidi Klume would approve.
The incredibly well styled girl is named Treva. Like the sandals but with an “r”.
She’s on a hike up a snowy mountain to visit her grandmother. Treva is a better dresser and a better granddaughter than I am.
Midway through this book I thought “this is the most beautifully illustrated story about hypothermia I have ever read,” but I kept reading.
All the way through this book I thought “I still really want that sweater, and those mittens, and that hat.” Because consumerism is something that stays with you longer than the plot to a children’s book.
Even a really beautifully illustrated one.
I would give this book to David the Gnome.
The trolls in this story live in a sick den.
The bottom half of every page shows their lair and it is like a Pottery Barn catalog for creatures who live among tree roots.
David and his pals could probably hit up their buddy Harvey Weinstein to hook them up with some new digs, I bet he’s running out of ways to spend that Silver Linings Playbook money.