Monday, May 5, 2008

I laughed until Diet Coke came out my nose...

So I was reminded by my book pusher friend Cambria that Jen Lancaster's new book comes out tomorrow. Few things in life give me the same happy buzz as a good book. It ranks right up there with a great first date (rarely happens), a butterflies in your tummy inducing kiss, a good glass of wine, a pretty pedicure with some crazy OPI shade (I'm Not Really a Waitress is my all time fav but Vodka and Cavier is a close second) a bottle of peche lambic (yay for Bevmo stores, cost $5 a bottle but so worth it), or spending a Sunday in bed with someone you love (it's been a LOOOONG time). I'm so excited!

Anyays this blog is dedicated to Ms Lancaster's newest marvel. If you haven't read the last two, please do yourself a favor and run right out and get them. Bitter is the New Black was so funny, I think I peed a little while reading it. She says what few people dare and at times is so bitchy even I'm shocked but it's hilarious. Bright Lights, Big Ass is great also but doesn't quite reach the same levels as the first book. I'm hoping Such a Pretty Fat can help reclaim some of the kick ass surliness of the first book. So in closing I'm gonna leave you with a note from the author (pirated off amazon.com) which I hope will make you run not walk to your favorite book store.

"To whom the fat rolls…I'm tired of books where a self-loathing heroine is teased to the point where she starves herself skinny in hopes of a fabulous new life. And I hate the message that women can't possibly be happy until we all fit into our skinny jeans. I don't find these stories uplifting; they make me want to hug these women and take them out for fizzy champagne drinks and cheesecake and explain to them that until they figure out their insides, their outsides don't matter. Unfortunately, being overweight isn't simply a societal issue that can be fixed with a dose healthy of positive self-esteem. It’s a health matter, and here on the eve of my fortieth year, I've learned I have to make changes so I don't, you know, die. Because what good if finally being able to afford a pedicure if I lose a foot to adult onset diabetes?"

1 comment:

$teve said...

Reading? You know that you have to throw in some lesbians and/or robots in a story to get me to read it, Jewels. Thanks for the heads up though. :)