Some days, I feel like I walk in the shoes of Josephine Alibrandi — a strong minded seventeen year old Italian girl in search of her true identity. When I’m reading this inspirational debut novel – Looking for Alibrandi it prompts me to question — do I have an identity? A name for myself where I would be generally known and identified for me. Not as a sister, a daughter, a student or a friend. Have I really created an identity for myself in life? I am fond of this book not only for the way the pages encapsulate me, but, for how I can relate the fictional character. I relate to Josephine Alibrandi while she's on her quest to discover her own self-identity and a sense of belonging in this delusional society. Before I picked up this passionate,
