Man Hands by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby – Jenn’s Review


I’ll read Sarina Bowen’s grocery list.



He puts the “screw” in screwball comedy…


At thirty-four, I’m reeling from a divorce. I don’t want to party or try to move on. I just want to stay home and post a new recipe on my blog: Brynn’s Dips and Balls.

But my friends aren’t having it. Get out there again, they say. It will be fun, they say. I’m still taking a hard pass.

Free designer cocktails, they say. And that’s a game-changer.

Too bad my ex shows up with his new arm candy. That’s when I lose my mind. But when my besties dare me to leap on the first single man I see, they don’t expect me to actually go through with it.


All I need right now is some peace and quiet while my home renovation TV show is on hiatus. But when a curvy woman in a red wrap dress charges me like she’s a gymnast about to mount my high bar, all I can do is brace myself and catch her. What follows is the hottest experience of my adult life.

I want a repeat, but my flying Cinderella disappears immediately afterward. She doesn’t leave a glass slipper, either—just a pair of panties with chocolate bunnies printed on them.

But I will find her.


One of the few occupational hazards that comes with reading and reviewing so many books over the course of the year, is that they begin to run together. Storylines blur, characters act the same, and before long, you’re growing tired of reading the same story with only the names changed. Well, I just read a book that will cure you of all of those ailments.

Man Hands, a collaboration between Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby is a slapstick comedy that avoids being a cliche. It’s instant love that you’re not rolling your eyes at, but instead, cheering about. I generally avoid books with raunchy, middle school humor. I live with an eleven year and get enough of those annoying jokes in my daily life. I don’t want to read about it when I’m trying to escape. Instead, what we get is a romantic comedy that expertly tiptoes the line between inappropriate and downright hysterical.

“I have no idea. Let’s simplify it—we’re looking for a man instead of what you’ve been attracted to.”
“What have I been attracted to?”
“Gwyneth Paltrow, I’m pretty sure.”

Man Hands isn’t just all comedy. At it’s heart, it is a touching story about Brynn and Tom who were each left feeling less than after their previous relationships imploded. A chance encounter (which was super hot) changes both of their lives in ways they never expected. Their chemistry was scorching and worked to their advantage. Their friends made for excellent side stories. Ash, Sadie and Braht are all people I would want in my life. They provided comic relief and brought more depth to the story.

The drama in Man Hands is low, but the people, their lives, and their feelings are very real. I read this book with a permanent smile on my face. It was smart, quirky, and a breath of fresh air.

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