A cute little book about plague-ridden London of 1665. Er, yeah. "Cute" is not what one might have expected, and there is certainly a fair share of people dying like flies and plague pits and what not in it, but the overall tone and the main character's obsession with clothes and boys and kissing kind of overrides anything else.
Still, I enjoyed that glimpse into history. And teenage girls can apparently be pretty single-minded about fashion and boys sometimes. :-/
The ending was far too abrupt for me; it took me a moment to realise that it was, in fact, the end, and that the rest of the book was taken up by a glossary and recipes.