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3.55 AVERAGE
3.55 AVERAGE
funny
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reflective
fast-paced
funny
lighthearted
medium-paced
emotional
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One for the DNF pile.
Just could not get into it.
I am typically happy to read anything and get through anything, but this was not for me at all. I love classy trashy moments, don't we all? But the whiny, me me me.. I need a man .. I just can't do it.
Just could not get into it.
I am typically happy to read anything and get through anything, but this was not for me at all. I love classy trashy moments, don't we all? But the whiny, me me me.. I need a man .. I just can't do it.
I fear I'm the equivalent of Bryony's smug married friend Sally by giving this book two stars, but I couldn't give it any more in good conscience.
There's no doubt she's a smart(ish) hack with a decent enough turn of phrase, but her tales are so sordid and removed from my comparatively tame 20s that I found it all a bit too car-crash. I found her self-revulsion after her various disastrous escapades (going straight to the office after a night of copious coke-snorting and booze, taking ecstasy at Glastonbury, getting involved with a married bloke) interesting, though; it made me want to give her a good shake. If you know it's not good for you morally or health-wise or psychologically or whatever then show some self-restraint already and DON'T DO IT. Stop blaming your parents' divorce and being so bloody dramatic. Get it together, already!
But then I am a prude. Or a bore. Whatevs.
I wonder why she wrote this. To absolve herself of guilt? To horrify her mother? I can only hope that some disillusioned 20-somethings read this and decide to do something about their messed-up lives a bit sooner than Bryony did. Oh, and that 'something'? Doesn't have to be meeting a bloke.
There's no doubt she's a smart(ish) hack with a decent enough turn of phrase, but her tales are so sordid and removed from my comparatively tame 20s that I found it all a bit too car-crash. I found her self-revulsion after her various disastrous escapades (going straight to the office after a night of copious coke-snorting and booze, taking ecstasy at Glastonbury, getting involved with a married bloke) interesting, though; it made me want to give her a good shake. If you know it's not good for you morally or health-wise or psychologically or whatever then show some self-restraint already and DON'T DO IT. Stop blaming your parents' divorce and being so bloody dramatic. Get it together, already!
But then I am a prude. Or a bore. Whatevs.
I wonder why she wrote this. To absolve herself of guilt? To horrify her mother? I can only hope that some disillusioned 20-somethings read this and decide to do something about their messed-up lives a bit sooner than Bryony did. Oh, and that 'something'? Doesn't have to be meeting a bloke.
First of all, my twenties were not as chaotic as they perhaps should have been and maybe now I am making up for lost time now as I enter my thirties - I've lost count of the times I've gotten myself into a pickle of late.
But it’s safe to say that Gordon’s account of her so-called “decade of chaos” makes for a hilarious read, her memoir starting out when she is handed the wrong knickers post one night of passion with a delicious stranger. What follows is a series of anecdotes that involve questionable other halves, dodgy living arrangements, and the party scene of dear London Town.
I have to admit, that finishing the book made me shed a tear - it’s not often a book does so! A hilarious and enjoyable read for anyone trying to make sense of what it’s like trying to be an adult without not much of a clue of how to do so.
If you've read Bridget Jones' Diary by Helen Fielding, you'll really enjoy this.
But it’s safe to say that Gordon’s account of her so-called “decade of chaos” makes for a hilarious read, her memoir starting out when she is handed the wrong knickers post one night of passion with a delicious stranger. What follows is a series of anecdotes that involve questionable other halves, dodgy living arrangements, and the party scene of dear London Town.
I have to admit, that finishing the book made me shed a tear - it’s not often a book does so! A hilarious and enjoyable read for anyone trying to make sense of what it’s like trying to be an adult without not much of a clue of how to do so.
If you've read Bridget Jones' Diary by Helen Fielding, you'll really enjoy this.
emotional
funny
lighthearted
medium-paced
I think personally I had over-hyped this book, from the reviews I had read, to the recommendation the book came from, to the authors podcast. It was good, no doubt about that, and hard hitting to acknowledge that although it may read like fiction (quite Bridget Jones-esque), it was someone's life.