Listen we’ve all had some bad dates, some worse than others. Well Poppy decided to share some of her most disastrous dates. In this memoir we get to experience 28 of the worst dates Poppy went on over a span of 20 years. A few of these had me chuckling out loud, but towards the end I was getting a bit tired. I get it we had 28 days, but they became repetitive. 
There’s a shared experience here, that yeah, most of us will meet some less than desirable men and maybe even date them, but given how many bad dates Poppy had, maybe it is a “it’s me not you” situation? 
I was a bit put off with her body shaming some of these dates, and the constant never ending mention of veganism. 
But don’t worry the book ends of a positive, Poppy is a happy successful 40 something year old, living and loving her absolute best life. 
BookSirens and Poppy were gracious enough to provide me a copy of her book in exchange for an honest review.