Going against my better judgement, when I had resolved never to read another DS book again, I gave this one a go. To be perfectly frank, it was an easy read, one sitting if you have the time and inclination. Victoria is the eponymous heroine of the book, the "big girl". Although in Danielle Steel-speak this means being about 10 - 15 pounds overweight(shriek, horror). Our big girl goes through her life being trodden on by her parents, the moronic father who you just want to punch at every opportunity, and the mouse-like mother who does nothing to stand up for her first-born daughter. Victoria's baby sister Gracie, is the epitome of the all-American beautiful child, the one you normally find somewhere in Danielle Steel novels, but loves her big sis to distraction.
However, as was previously noted by another reviewer, nothing actually happens in this novel. We go along from chapter to chapter following the heroine through the years, gaining and losing a few pounds on the way, getting a job, a flat (with the ubiquitous gay friends), and eventually a boyfriend. Just like millions of other girls do, I would think.
I kept going hoping that the vile father and mother would get their comeuppance in the end, but even that was a damp squib. Very unsatisfactory. I was willing Victoria to get some gumption and tell them exactly what she thought of them. But sadly, no.
Danielle Steel die-hard fans will love it, no doubt, but if you're not, don't waste your money on it. Borrow it from the library, if you must.