MISS KISS AND THE NASTY BEAST by Lady McCrady

MISS KISS AND THE NASTY BEAST

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KIRKUS REVIEW

My name is Melissa but Grandma and Grandpa call me Miss Kiss. We live in Kiss City. Monkeyface [who looks like a stuffed toy monkey] and Twinkle-toes [a stuffed cat] live here too. . . . We kiss all the time."" This Age of Aquarius bliss is interrupted when a Nasty Beast begins stealing such items as Addie Hart's lace pillows, Uncle Omer's valentine cookies, Grandma's perfume, and the Speedway Diner. (The Beast looks like a stegasaurian piggy bank with heart-shaped blue eyes, and he floats through the air smelling flowers.) When the beast also prances off with little Miss Kiss' best hat, she follows the perfume trail to the missing diner and disarms the Beast--with kisses, of course. How will children take to this unabashed hearts-and-flowers love-in? Probably some will find it icky, and others will go along with McCrady's airy-fairy telling and weightless, rainbow-colored pictures. Either way, this is a convolution or two beyond your basic hippy-dippy kiddie trip.

Pub Date: Sept. 15th, 1979
Publisher: Holiday House