Shelley Jacobsen is in her 40s and feels trapped. The coffee and décor shop that she opened with her bestie is proving to be a gilded cage. Meanwhile, her husband is consumed with Jewish guilt since having their twins, which reminds Shelley that she will always be a Shiksa to his family. Then she hires Wayde Smith, a sexy 22-year-old surfer who smells like a Pina Colada Coconut Vanilla Dessert, as a barista. He makes her feel young and Shelley just wants some fun. But will it stay harmless?

Shelley Jacobsen is in her forties with three-year-old twins and feels trapped in her life. She thought returning to the working world would provide some excitement but the coffee and décor shop that she opened with her friend Di is proving to be just another gilded cage. To make matters worse, Jerry, her husband, is newly consumed with Jewish guilt since having the twins, which reminds Shelley that she will always be a Shiksa as far as his family is concerned. Then she meets Wayde Smith, a sexy twenty-two-year-old surfer who smells like a Pina Colada Coconut Vanilla Dessert. She hires him as the shop’s new barista and he offers to surf coach her kids on weekends. So, why can’t a woman be friends with a young male employee? At least someone seems to appreciate last year’s tummy tuck and boob lift. Shelley is tired of fighting with Jerry; she just wants some fun. But will the fun stay harmless, or is Shelley heading for a total wipeout? Being Shelley is a mix of light and dark as it touches on issues of female ageing, sexual harassment, long-term marriage, motherhood, and evolving female friendships. The third book in the Being-series, which started with Being Kari and Being Lily, but it can also be read as a stand-alone novel.