At the mere mention of a Brazilian wax, most women, myself included, will cringe in horror, and run as fast as our footsies will carry us. This story confirmed several things for me. The first is I will never put myself through the agony that the heroine of this story does. Even if my love life is as non-existent as Bristow’s and cobwebs are growing down there. Nope…not gonna happen. Even if my well-meaning friends buy me a multi-service gift certificate at a high-end spa because they know I would never treat myself (you got that right!!!), I will have to tell them to bugger off.

The second confirmation is relationships require communication and Bristow needed to grow a spine when it comes to the relationships in her life. She allows herself to be inconvenienced and embarrassed by her client from Hell, her ex-boyfriend, her idiot cousin, and her mother, just to name a few. When she and Jack finally speak to one another outside of the gym where she just visually stalks him, she manages to sabotage that too. Thank goodness Jack is a stand-up guy and does not let Bristow ruin it for them both. Girls need a Jack in their lives, so for Heaven’s sake, when you are blessed to find one, grab on tight and do not let go!

The third confirmation I received is when you catch your adorable dog shredding your checkbook that you had locked up, you do not take it from him and toss it on the counter. No, instead, you start questioning why said checkbook is no longer locked up! And when you further discover greasy fingerprints on your computer screen, then I would say it is a safe assumption to conclude that there has been a break-in and locking down the bank accounts, changing passwords and CALLING THE POLICE would be the logical course of action. Unfortunately, I cannot ignore Bristow’s lack of common sense in this area and this story went from a solid 4-star rating to a 3. Alarm bells were going off in my head immediately, but after discovering her home has been ransacked and there are several missed calls and voicemails from her financial advisor, Bristow just blows it off for several days. I cannot overlook that level of ignorance in a character and especially not the protagonist.

My Final Verdict: In spite of the moments where I was smacking myself in the forehead in disbelief, I found this story to be enjoyable and fun. I adored Bristow’s great-grandmother and her lack of a verbal filter had me laughing out loud several times.

I liked Bristow and Jack, individually and as a couple. Even though Bristow could use an extra helping of common sense, I found her to be genuine and sincere. I was rooting for her success both professionally and personally. I recommend this book to readers who enjoy fun stories to take along to the beach or pool this summer.

Great idea and concept for a book. A thoroughly enjoyable read. Highly recommended. .

Thank you to NeGalley for providing me an ARC in exchange for an honest review.

Wow, I really like this book. I wasn’t sure what to expect. With a name like, “Post-Traumatic Brazilian Wax Syndrome” I was wondering if I would regret this book. I am grateful to report that Tamara Lyon is an extremely witty author. She had me giggling, crying, hoping, and angry at just the right moments. I enjoyed every page of this book. While the book had its moments of outlandish disbelief and “yeah, right” moments, it was also believable, moving, and fun to read.

I really fell in love with Jack and Bristow was a fun character to understand. I loved the complexity of her loving and dysfunctional family and enjoyed reading about their interactions.

I would definitely recommend this novel to friends and family (mature audiences only as it had some adult content).

Happy Reading and Enjoy.