I remember liking it, and liking the literary references within the story.  I liked the themes within the novel as well.
But I can’t remember it well enough to give it a proper review.

I don’t really see how I could possibly hate a Judy Blume novel.
It was a bit indulgent, and the plot although maybe risqué at the time has been done plenty and hers wasn’t especially wonderful, or insightful, or brilliantly written.  But all the same.  Judy Blume.  Come on.