Pride and Prejudice

Ew. “Poetry is the food of love”

*insert massive eye roll*

Wait, wait… That’s not why we’re here? Oh, okay. Fine. I guess I’ll refrain from laughing at the language and romancing of the early 1800s.


Pride and Prejudice¬†is my first Jane Austen novel. My friends have been hounding me for years to read the thing (since I refuse to watch the thing when I haven’t read the thing) and I finally obliged.

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