“The fourth entry into Georgia Nicolson’s diary is as loopy and laugh filled as ever.”
“The irrepressible Georgia is back, and that’s cause for celebration.”
“This one will fly off the shelves.”
The Barnes & Noble Review
Louise Rennison's ultra-hilarious snog teen is back in the fourth fabbity-fab book of her "even further confessions."
Since Georgia's been dating the yummy scrumboes Sex God, Robbie, her glossy lips are always at the ready, and her "red-bottomosity" is kept under wraps. Along with Naomi the Sex Kitten's new litter (thank you, Angus), Robbie's announcement that his band will be traveling to Hamburger-a-gogo land (Georgia can only hope to go with), and a class trip to France, Georgia is one camper in a state of teenage splendiosity. The small trouble is, Georgia also wonders if Dave the Laugh might still be the guy for her, and when Robbie gives a surprise-ending twist to his travel plans, she gets a "weird feeling of reliefosity" that makes her wonder if she must venture out and bravely use her "red bottom wisely."
Another first-rate entry in the diary tales of Georgia, Nuddy-Pants will keep fans panting for more. While Rennison hasn't provided any earth-shattering events in her heroine's life, this book shows Georgia's true nuddy-pants personality to be just as funny as ever. With plenty of juicy hints at what's to come, this laugh-out-loud read is one not to miss. Shana Taylor
Just when Georgia thought she'd settled on Rob the Sex God rather than Dave the Laugh, Rob makes himself scarce and Dave breaks up with her friend Ellen, in this fourth confession in the series. Ages 12-up. (June) Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
This is the fourth book in the series of a young British teenage girl's diaries. Much of the story relates Georgia's infatuation with the SG (Sex God) and her fascination with her developing nunga-nungas (breasts). For those readers not familiar with the British slang that Georgia uses profusely, the dictionary at the back of the book will be helpful. For instance, in order to understand the title, one must know that "nuddy pants" are nude colored pants or, literally, no pants at all. So, dancing in nuddy pants means dancing nude. The writing is humorous, but Georgia is a self-centered character and, after awhile, becomes rather tiresome. On the other hand, judging from the popularity of Rennison's books, young teenage girls readily relate to Georgia and her problems and antics. 2002, Harper Tempest/Harper Collins,
School Library Journal
Gr 7-9-Fans of this self-absorbed teen won't be disappointed in this latest installment of her journal, which contains more of the same humor and detailed observations of the minutiae of adolescent life found in the first three books. However, the teen's total "shallowosity" can be somewhat tiresome. By the fourth book, one might hope for growth of her character, along with her "nunga-nungas" (breasts). Plot-wise, this book picks up where the last one left off. Georgia is still in love with Robbie, the SG (sex god), but is increasingly confused by her feelings for Dave-the-Laugh. Temporary distractions include her cat Angus impregnating a feline across the road, a class trip to Paris, and being made captain of the hockey team. But-"sadnosity"-at novel's end, the SG is off to Kiwi-a-gogo land (New Zealand) to work on an ecological farm. Georgia will be left alone with Dave-the-Laugh. Clearly, further confessions are on the way.-Ronni Krasnow, New York Public Library Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
The short review: more. The longer review: those who are familiar with Georgia Nicolson will likely not be filled with surprisosity to read this account of her "even further confessions." Georgia, still full of smugosity with her position as the girlfriend of Robbie the Sex God, nevertheless finds herself somewhat nonplussed at her continuing attraction to Dave the Laugh, he of the nip libbling incident from Knocked Out by My Nunga-Nungas (2002). In and around Georgia's agonizing over the big questions-"But what do you do with Sex Gods? Besides snog and worship them, I mean."-she assists (under duress) with the school production of Peter Pan, proudly watches as Naomi the sex kitten bears Angus's kittykats (conceived just before his neutering), goes to Frogland on a school trip, is named hockey captain, suffers through parental unrest, and busts the villainous Bummer sisters after they extort Nauseating P. Green into shoplifting. These events are narrated in Georgia's customarily breathless, insufferably self-interested, and undeniably chuckle-provoking style. Her overpowering voice results in the rather odd effect that for all that the plot is nominally jam-packed, the reader feels that very little is actually happening outside of her love life. Is Georgia filled with sadnosity when Robbie declares that he is moving to Kiwi-a-gogoland to work on an ecological farm ("I should have known when he turned up on his bike that something had gone horribly wrong")? Only temporarily; her customary high spirits take over: "Perhaps I could have Dave the Laugh as an unserious boyfriend . . . So I could have the Cosmic Horn for now. And I could save the Sex God for later!!" The line just before theglossary shouts that this is "The Official and Proper End. Probably." Let us hope so; original as Georgia's voice has been, formulosity threatens, and there's little new here. (Fiction. YA)
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Dancing in My Nuddy-Pants (Rack)
By Rennison, Louise
Avon Books ISBN: 0060759615
Hello, my gorgey little chums.
It's me here writing to you once again from the seat of civilization (and no, I do not mean the lavatory ... or rest room as you lot alarmingly call it). What I mean is I am writing to you from my bedroom to welcome you to another exciting(ish) diary of my fabulous life. Within these pages I run the gamut of emotions from A to -- er -- C, with just a dash of heavy snogging. You will laugh, you will cry, you will plead that you have a headache, but you know in the end you will have to read my book. And so you should, because as you know by now I am a naturally shy person and not one to dance around in the nuddy-pants for no good reason. Besides, it has taken me minutes ... er ... no, hours to write this diary for your enjoymentosity.
I do it only because I love you.
P.S. I mean this with deepest sinceriosity.
P.P.S. Which is not an easy thing to say. You try it and see.
P.P.P.S. Some complete fool (my vati) says that in Hamburger-a-gogo land "fanny" means bottom. This can't possibly be true. Teeheeee heeee.
P.P.P.P.S. It is true, isn't it?
P.P.P.P.P.S. Do you know what "fanny" means in English?
P.P.P.P.P.P.S. I do; however it is a secret I will take with me to the grave. Possibly.
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