I don't usually read romances, but this was... Fine, I guess? It was also, y'know, a romance, and those are so formulaic and predictable it hurts. I thought maybe going sapphic might be more interesting than het romances, but nah. The concept of the Vegas wedding is kind of wasted. Grace spends the whole book boo-hooing about how hard her life is, and yes, it's hard and her mom's a flake and her dad's an asshole, but she's a grown woman. Cut ties and move on! And the third act focuses so hard on the flaky mom that you could almost forget that this book is about Grace Porter and the really promising story we started out with. 

There's also lots of repetition in the writing: Grace Porter (We aren't gonna forget the main character's name, girl calm down), star girl, sea salt and herbs. 

Also, since I didn't see it in any of the top reviews, if anyone sees this: TW for self-harm by way of pinching and scratching.