Perfectly Imperfect by Harper Sloan Pages: 408
Genres: Contemporary Romance
Also by this author: Bleeding Love (Hope Town, #2), When I'm With You, Lost Rider, Kiss My Boots, Drunk on You, Cowboy Up
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Mirror, mirror … who’s the fairest of them all?
I still cringe when I hear that line. A fairy tale that had girls pretending they were the fairest, the most beautiful, and the most entitled. A fairy tale most couldn’t grow out of turned my haunted childhood memories into a living nightmare. Girls who grew up believing that pile of garbage became the meanest of all ‘mean girls.’
And those mean girls were right – it was a line meant for all the beautiful people in the world – and I knew the answer would never be me.
The women with long legs, flat stomachs, and perfect chests.
The type of women Kane Masters gravitated toward.
Well, that’s definitely not Willow Tate.
No. That will never be me.
Because I’m completely imperfect.
And … I hate myself.
I have no idea what Kane could possibly see in someone like me when he could have them.
Perfectly Imperfect
Harper Sloan
Perfectly Imperfect is difficult to rate. So, first let me say, I love that Harper Sloan is addressing some of these super difficult issues: emotional and verbal abuse, fat shaming, body image issues, etc. I think its so important for people to continue to talk about these struggles so that girls (and boys) realize they are not alone. As a teen it can feel like you are the only person in the world dealing with these problems and its very isolating. So, bravo to Harper Sloan for writing a really honest book!
So, why didn’t it work for me? It felt really cliche. Girl who has been put down her whole life meets the hottest actor and he falls instantly in love with her and ‘fixes’ her. Yes, as the fat girl who always felt unloved, that is the dream. But, its SO cliche. I wish Kane was just a normal hot guy. Making him a famous hot guy totally ruined it for me. Obviously, if you look at the reviews, I am the only person who felt this way so feel free to ignore me! I think that this book came off more like a Disney/Fairy Tale. I love a good Disney/Fairy Tale, but I was hoping this would be a more realistic story about a girl with Willow’s struggles.
If you are looking for an uplifting book that tackles real issues, you certainly want to add this to your TBR!
Book Details:
POV: Dual
Tears: Yes
Trope: Superstar
Triggers: verbal and emotional abuse
Cliffhanger: No
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STOP! by Alison Gaskin Bailey, #Nerd by Cambria Hebert, Nash by Jay Crownover then you will probably like Perfectly Imperfect.
Harper lives in small town Georgia just a short drive from her hometown of Peachtree City. She (and her 3 daughters) enjoy ruling the house they dubbed ‘Estrogen Ocean’, much to her husband’s chagrin. Harper has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books; you can almost ALWAYS find her with her eReader attached. She enjoys bad reality TV and cheesy romantic flicks. Her favorite kind of hero–the super alpha kind!
Harper started using writing as a way to unwind when the house went to sleep at night; and with a house full of crazy it was the perfect way to just relax. It didn’t take long before a head full of very demanding alphas would stop at nothing to have their story told.
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From Perfectly Imperfect by Harper Sloan:
“Are you nervous right now?”
I nod.
“Tell me why.” His demand, steady and calm, gives me the courage I need to tell him. To open a vein and bleed my insecurities.
“I’m not perfect,” I whisper.
“And neither am I, Willow. I don’t want perfect. What so many see as perfect, to me, is fake. Perfect isn’t achievable naturally. No one, and I mean no one, is perfect.”
I’m shaking my head before he’s even done speaking, but one long finger comes up and presses against my lips before I can speak.
“No, let me finish. There isn’t beauty in perfection. It’s as fake as the image the word projects. Beauty is found in imperfection, Willow, because to admit you’re not perfect means you’re admitting you’re not whole and absolute. When I think of myself, I see someone willing to admit he’s as far from complete as it gets because, in order to get to that perfection, I need to find the other part of me who will make my life better. To take all the faults I have and fill them, and only then will I be there. You see, the way I see it, the only way to become perfect is to find that perfectly imperfect person who brings it out of you.”
When he stops, I swear I might have stopped breathing. How am I supposed to respond to that?
“Do you trust me?” he asks, his voice strong and sure.
“Yes, Kane. Nerves or not, I do.”
“Then let me show you what I see when I look at you.”
He brings his hands up, framing my face once again in a way I’m quickly becoming addicted to the feeling of. His warm eyes implore, begging me without words to let him continue. I do not intend to stop him, regardless of the butterflies currently taking over my system. I’m all in.
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