Aubrey McFadden is Never Getting Married

At this point, we can call the "insert the character's full name into the title" thing a trend, yeah? I think it's supposed personalize the story - maybe personify it? Delilah Green Doesn't Care tells us of the main character's disaffection, The Love Curse of Melody McIntyre confirms that the book about drama is going be chock full of melodrama, Astrid Parker is A Huge Bitch Who Should Have Done Some Introspection and Worked On Herself Before Inflicting Herself On Someone Else pretty much nails it.

Whatever the reason, this book is so much better than its cover, title or description. Here's the blurb I would have written (even using their cute little internal rhyme game):

10 years after her own marriage ended before it began with her fiance Cody leaving her at the altar, who finds herself picking out dresses to get ready for not one, but five of her friends' weddings scheduled this summer?
Aubrey McFadden, that's who.
And who's she going to studiously ignore at every single one of them, the "friend" who convinced her fiance that Aubrey wasn't what he really wanted just minutes before they started their forever together?
Monica Wallace, that's who.
Aubrey hasn't forgiven Monica or Cody, and certainly has no intention of forgetting. Who cares that all her friends say Monica had a thing for Aubrey back when they were all in college? And who's furious that the Life Ruiner always manages to smell like sunshine and warmth?
Monica hasn't seen Aubrey since that day she both destroyed destroyed and saved her life, while only trying to help her best friend. But who's trying (and failing) to avoid the person who puts an inexplicable lump in her throat whenever their gazes lock and seem impossible to break? Who doesn't actually want to be avoiding her at all? 
Aubrey and Monica, that's who.

I thoroughly enjoyed this journey. It starts off awkward af (is there ever a wedding breakup that isn't?), and I have to state unequivocally for the record that calling someone a "bitch" in anything other than drunken anger actually undercuts the vehemence for me (Molly Weasley to Belllatrix Lestrange, Aubrey to Monica). 

But the sincere and genuine warmth suffused with tension during the gradual of the rapproachement are toes-squeezing-in-your-shoes delightful. The five different weddings provide a nice cadence with sufficient variety to keep things moving and interesting while maintaining a natural connection. Aubrey's coming to terms with her attraction is confusing and delicious, and Monica seems like basically the best. Just an overall lovely book.