THE TWELVE DATES OF CHRISTMAS by Jenny Bayliss is like a festive advent calendar—cozy, charming, and fun to open, even if you can guess what’s behind most of the windows.
This book perfectly captures the small-town Christmas magic: twinkling lights, snowy streets, and charming fairs—everything that makes the holiday season feel like a warm hug. The concept is pure rom-com gold: Kate signs up for twelve blind dates leading up to Christmas, each one filled with awkward encounters and sitcom-level fun. Those dates alone kept me entertained and smiling.
While the story is full of lighthearted moments, there are also more serious situations Kate faces—both in dating and in life—that add an unexpected layer of depth to the narrative, which I appreciated.
Where it lost its spark for me, though, was the romance. Without giving too much away, the shift from “just friends” to I’m in love! felt way too sudden. I’m all for instant-love moments, but this one lacked the emotional build-up to make it feel truly satisfying. I wanted to feel that tension, those swoony moments, and the gradual realization of something deeper—but instead, it felt rushed, like missing the heart of a Christmas carol. By the final stretch, I liked it but didn’t love it, and I found myself skimming to the end, more interested in moving on to my next read than savoring the conclusion.
I really wanted to love The Twelve Dates of Christmas, but despite its cozy setting and quirky moments, the emotional connection just wasn’t there for me. That said, the book still has a lot of charm—Kate is endearing, and the dates themselves are often more fun than the romance at the core. It’s light, festive, and easy to read, perfect for those looking for small-town magic and laugh-out-loud moments. While it might not tug at the heartstrings, it still has enough cozy cheer to brighten up a snowy afternoon. It’s tough to admit when a book with so much potential leaves you wanting more, but that’s the reality of reading—sometimes things just don’t click.