Holly Golightly was one of those inexplicable young women who could best be described as memorable, since those who knew her never quite forgot her. And yet they never really knew her, either.

The first person narrator of Breakfast at Tiffany’s was clearly enamored with her, and sets the scene for his introduction of her by describing the brownstone in the East Seventies of 1940s Manhattan where he first encountered her. Her apartment below his, where one could almost see her ready to take flight at any moment, was not really furnished, but contained packing crates and a jumble of suitcases. I could almost see her there, with her quirky style, and the sound of chatter and happy laughter created an eternal ambience of joviality and fun.

We don’t learn much about her, as she shares very little. There were hard times in her past, and in the end, she disappears from the scene, almost as mysteriously as she appeared.

Having seen the movie, I will always see Audrey Hepburn when I imagine this fictional character, and I thoroughly enjoyed reading the words that brought her to life for readers. A classic tale by a brilliant writer, this one earned 5 stars.