Okay, I admit it…I didn’t do it.
Yet.
This is normal, right? I mean, just because everyone I know has talked like they’ve already done it doesn’t mean that they’re telling the truth…right?
It’s not like I’m asking for that much. I don’t need the perfect guy. I don’t need candlelight or roses. Honestly, I don’t even need a real bed.
The guys I know complain that girls are always looking for Mr. Right—do I have to wear a sign that says I’m only looking for Mr. Right Now?
Sooooo…anyone out there want sex? Anyone? Hello? Just for fun?
I am not going to die a virgin. One way or another I am going to make this happen.
Hey, what have I got to lose? Besides the obvious.
Virgin is one of the first new adult novels I’ve read and, to be honest, I was surprised by how much I enjoyed it. It’s informative, laugh out loud funny, and so, so realistic.
Society places a large amount of pressure on women to have sex but it also places an equal amount of pressure to not have sex; either way, it seems as though you can’t win by societal standards. Virgin certainly addresses this dichotomy: while Ellie is preoccupied with losing her virginity (and, honestly, who hasn’t been?), her friends are sexually active. This allows Virginto provide an open and honest discussion about sexuality, without slut-shaming or virgin-shaming.
Sanghani wasn’t afraid to gloss over the awkward details: from Brazilian waxes to vibrators, she describes everything that women worry about when it comes to sex. This made for some amusing-yet-informative moments, and I could definitely identify with a lot of Ellie’s anxieties and questions.
Female friendships were represented more than the romance, which was something I adored. Ellie’s relationships with her best friends were positive and healthy, without any secret hatred or jealousy.
Overall, I really enjoyed reading Virgin. It was an excellent start to my foray into the world of new adult novels!
