A life in snapshots…

Grace knows what people see. She’s the Cinderella story. An icon of glamor and elegance frozen in dazzling Technicolor. The picture of perfection. The girl in white gloves.

A woman in living color…

But behind the lens, beyond the panoramic views of glistening Mediterranean azure, she knows the truth. The sacrifices it takes for an unappreciated girl from Philadelphia to defy her family and become the reigning queen of the screen. The heartbreaking reasons she trades Hollywood for a crown. The loneliness of being a princess in a fairy tale kingdom that is all too real.

Hardest of all for her adoring fans and loyal subjects to comprehend, is the harsh reality that to be the most envied woman in the world does not mean she is the happiest. Starved for affection and purpose, facing a labyrinth of romantic and social expectations with more twists and turns than Monaco’s infamous winding roads, Grace must find her own way to fulfillment. But what she risks—her art, her family, her marriage—she may never get back.


The story of Grace Kelly is told in flashbacks to her early years, when she first entered the world of theater and then movies. We follow her through her various love affairs that coincide with her movies. From there we flash forward to her first meeting with the Prince. Back then, we are offered a glimpse of what life looks like in the beginning, while moving forward we see what happened to take them off the fairytale course.

In those early years, I learned new things about Grace that I hadn’t read anywhere else, but by the time she was the Princess, living in Monaco, I was on familiar ground.

No matter how much of a fairytale life she had fallen into, we see a sad realization as the years moved by. She had given up so much to become the Princess. Would she come to regret it? And would the sad and tragic ending remind us all that sometimes we must make bittersweet choices? The Girl in White Gloves is a great story that earned 4.5 stars from me.



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