Although I've loved every one of Meg Cabot's teen books that I've read, I keep finding myself struggling to enjoy her adult books.

SIZE 12 IS NOT FAT is the first in the series about Heather Wells, a former pop singer sensation who is now an assistant residence hall manager at a college in New York. In this first book, students in the Hall keep winding up dead, and Heather takes it upon herself to figure out what's going on -- along with the man who is her landlord, and who also happens to be the brother of her ex-fiance.

It's not that it's a bad plot, but I just couldn't get in touch with the characters, or even like them all that much. I hope others will enjoy the book more than I did! ( )

I began reading this book simply for the title. I was pleasantly surprised, however, to find that this was actually a mystery wrapped in a chick lit coating. I really enjoyed the look into the life of a former teen pop star. I have to continue this series, if only to see if Heather finally ends up in Cooper's arms. ( )

Oh, don't judge me! I was suffering from a bad bout of reader's block and thought chicklit might get me over the bump. It didn't. This was just annoying (who in the world says size 12 is fat? Other than very stupid people). The writing style bounced along quite happily in a narrative voice much like Stephanie Plum's, but the plot was clumsy and contrived, and the characters generally irritating. Not, however, as irritating as the constant repetition of "dorm – excuse me, residence hall", which made me want to smack the author in the mouth. Meg Cabot actually writes a very amusing blog, which is way more readable than this book. ( )

The crime/mystery plot was good. Everything else was not.

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Size 12 is Not Fat is Meg Cabot’s first foray into the Mystery genre. Though it’s definitely still written in the style of “chick lit” it’s not formatted like her previous works. There are no diary entries, notes on napkins or email messages to be read in this book. You’re still immersed in the lead character’s world through first person perspective and she’s just as zany as Meg Cabot’s usual heroines, so it’s rather a light mystery read, though not cozy in the traditional sense.

Size 12 is Not Fat begins in the dressing rooms of a fancy New York City clothier with a woman lamenting that she needs something smaller than a size 0. Enter Heather Wells, former teen pop music idol turned college dorm assistant director and recent entrant to the size 12 world. Before Heather can blow a gasket at the absurdity of someone asking for “Less than 0 sizing,” she’s called away to a dorm emergency. Heather soon finds that one of her girls just plunged to her death while foolishly attempting to elevator surf (jump from elevator car to elevator car in the shaft). Now Heather knows that girls just don’t elevator surf, that’s something for the freshman boys, and straight-laced Beth Kellogg just wasn’t the type. But when no one will listen, not even her PI roommate, Heather begins her own rather bumbling investigation. As the death toll starts to rise and strange, near-fatal accidents start occurring around Heather, will she be able to find the culprit in time to save her life? ( )