Synopsis: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.
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An Excerpt from Perfectly Imperfect
“Are you nervous right now?”
“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.
Okay, I admit it.. This cover SOLD me before I even knew the premise of this story. It’s so beautiful and unique and now that I’ve finished PI- it’s absolutely the perfect representation of this story. Broken beauty that may not seem perfect to everyone but to my eyes- it is.
Willow is going through a nasty divorce. Broken hearted, discouraged, unhappy with her ownself, and feeling really unattractive- she swears she’ll never open her heart again. Then she meets Kane, a famous bachelor who every woman is swooning over. She believes she could never catch the eye of a man like Kane but she feels an immediate pull to him.
Kane isn’t the kind of man to settle down. After running into the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen, Kane is smitten with everything about Willow. He knows she’s not ready for a man like him but he has his sights set on making her his.
I truly believe we all have a little Willow in us. I felt for her.. I felt like I was her… I sympathized her pain because I’ve felt that inadequacy.. What is perfect anyways? Who defines perfection? Maybe we all have a little perfect in us, it just takes the right person to bring it out. Kane saw that in Willow.. He just had to get her to believe it herself.
This story is made for woman to read. Harper has stated a huge part of herself is in this book and when you read it, you feel that. The personal importance of Willow’s voice is something truly special that you don’t read often. This (IMO) is Harper’s best work. It’s not just another romance- it’s a life lesson.
“There isn’t beauty in perfection. It’s as fake as the image the word projects. Beauty is found in imperfection.”
FIVE PERFECTLY IMPERFECT STARS !!!!!