White Bikini Panties
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Publisher Description
Trina’s got a decent job at a big company in suburban Chicago, a funny, talented best friend, a loving family, and a cute boyfriend who shares her addiction to True Hollywood Story. When her friend Jane reads her tarot cards and predicts romantic upheaval, Trina’s still shocked when she finds out Rick is cheating on her. To get over him, she decides to distract herself with a series of new relationships—and new underwear to boot. In the meantime, she’s caught up in her super-achieving older sister’s struggle to have a baby and faces losing her job in a corporate reorganization.
Will Trina find a guy who wants what she does—to get married, or at least engaged? Should she stay in the city, or is it time to grow up and buy a place of her own in the suburbs? Can Jane’s tarot cards predict the future? And is thong underwear really the answer for a formerly basic-bikini-panty-type of girl?
White Bikini Panties explores these questions during a six-month span of Trina’s life. This first-person “chick lit” novel will appeal to readers of women’s contemporary fiction. They’ll relate to Trina and her struggle to heal her broken heart and find her place both in her family and the world at large while she learns about tarot cards, body language, and the mysterious allure of thong underwear along the way.
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Practical, not too fussy, unexpectedly sexy 28-year-old Trina Elder is as low maintenance as white bikini panties. Her plain Jane-ness never bothered her before, but when she discovers that Rick, her sexy nerd of a boyfriend, is cheating on her, she's thrown for a loop. What's a young, well-adjusted copywriter to do? Trina mopes, has meaningless then slightly more meaningful sex and contracts genital warts. She also spends time with her suburban family, her wacky actress best friend and her funny gay co-worker at the Coddled Cook, a Williams Sonoma like operation. There are occasional flashes of originality, as when Trina says of a back-handed compliment, "It's like the opposite of a cloud with a silver lining. It's a fuzzy stuffed animal with a razor shoved inside," but the novel's humor is generally of the low-key variety. James-Enger sympathetically captures Trina's workaday doldrums, shines a realistic light on family problems and doesn't settle for superficial solutions to romantic dilemmas. Readers looking for an escape from dull jobs and everyday worries may find it all a little too familiar, but it's the very ordinariness of the story that appeals.
