People Are Unappealing: Even Me by Sara Barron
My rating: 4/5 cats
now we are cooking with gas…this is what i thought that sloane crosley book would be like. and that’s a fine book, i just felt that there was a tendency she had to hold back a little—to be cautious and careful and remain dignified. and no one wants to read that. don’t pretend to splatter your embarrassing secrets in a humor-memoir and still try to look pretty. it ends up being like a wb version of david sedaris. this book however, is a very funny, unselfconscious book. i don’t know that if i found porn i had written when i was twelve, if i would want to publish it for the world’s amusement. and that’s why she is so much cooler than i am. and to anyone who thinks a lady can’t be funny while engaging in frank discussions of bodily functions and needs—here is a book to disprove it. also glad to see the word FUPA in print—my friend from high school named her dog FUPA, and it was nice to see it again. (the word, not the concept, the concept i am quite familiar with) also i learned that michael stipe is an asshole which maybe isn’t too surprising when you think about it, but is deeply disappointing. like when i learned that padma lakshmi doesn’t tip for food deliveries. sorry, padma, you are freakishly hot, but now we can’t make out. cry yourself to sleep over that one.
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