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3.55 AVERAGE
3.55 AVERAGE
2.5. Ugh. I was starting to love this book at about 80% of the way in but then it ends with a guy saving her. And how an unexpected pregnancy saved her too. Gag. Ugh. Ugh again. And I wish people would quit normalizing what’s obviously alcoholic behavior. Like if she addressed it that be cool but she never really does!!! Just flippantly says “oh that’s how the 20’s are!!!” Like no. It’s not okay to barely remember a decade of your life just because you were blacked out. God.
funny
lighthearted
medium-paced
As someone who is about to be living her 20s in London I loved reading this book and learning from the mistakes of someone who has done it already. It mostly made me feel excited to live a hectic life, and probably healthily wary of doing too much tomfoolery. This book was genuinely hilarious, mostly because nothing is funnier than the shambles of real life, so the flavour was truly chef kiss. I didn't actually realise it was a biography type of book until I finished it which maybe is funny because in retrospect it makes a lot of sense. Anyway, great book would recommend. It would be at least 4.5 stars if it could be, but I can't commit to 5 stars because it didn't make me cry. It doesn't take much, or any specific type of strong emotion, to make me cry, so that is a valid metric for me.
An amusing, easy read- covered a lot of the same ground as Mad Girl but was still enjoyable
Incredibly easy to read, funny and relatable. Bryony Gordon is such an engaging writer.
Absolutely loved the honesty of this book, it had me both laughing and crying and could totally relate to it
Quite possible the best book I've read as a girl in her twenties. This has made me realise a lot of things and made me feel better about some of my questionable life choices. Every 20 something year old NEEDS to read this!
2.5*
I enjoyed the book, but I had problems with it aswell. I do not know the author, and her lifestyle sometimes annoyed me. However, whe figured things out and pulled herself together. I just found her 'blaming others' annoying. She did end up realising she had to make some changes and such however, my biggest gripe was her 'I need a man to be happy/complete' philosophy. Please, make your own happiness, having a partner should be the cherry on top, not the only reason for being happy...
I enjoyed the book, but I had problems with it aswell. I do not know the author, and her lifestyle sometimes annoyed me. However, whe figured things out and pulled herself together. I just found her 'blaming others' annoying. She did end up realising she had to make some changes and such however, my biggest gripe was her 'I need a man to be happy/complete' philosophy. Please, make your own happiness, having a partner should be the cherry on top, not the only reason for being happy...
Margaret Mitchell has been quoted as saying that “life is under no obligation to give us what we expect.” And for Bryony Gordon this couldn’t be more apt; life hasn’t turned out the way she expected it to. She is in her twenties, her prime, the best years of her life and she is screwing it up royally. She is in debt, she is using drugs, she is drunk half the time (and hung over the other half) and you know what? She is having a bloody good time. The only problem is that she expected to be/have so much more by now. She hasn’t got her life together. She isn’t married; she doesn’t have the house and the 2.4 children or a comfortable amount of money in the bank and the years seem to be dwindling away as quickly as the bottles of wine she orders with her dinner.
For most, your twenties are for having fun, trying new things without the pressures of parents and education; with just the freedom of knowing you can do whatever it is you damn well want. This is a period of your life when essentially you are just a teenager with a credit card. And Bryony Gordon exemplifies that perfectly.
The Wrong Knickers is chock full of tales of sexual misadventure, recreational drug use and a total disregard for matters of health. As Gordon invites you into her twenties with unadulterated candour you feel like you are having a conversation with her and that she is confiding in you as only a close friend does. You become charmed by Gordon and her story becomes all the more relevant for two reasons. The first being because it is a true account of her life; secondly because it is far too easy to relate to the things she has done mainly because you have done half of them yourself.
As memoirs go, The Wrong Knickers has to be one of my favourites. I laughed out loud many a time and quite alarmingly recognised myself in Gordon at too many junctures in the book. What Gordon manages to do, in her own self-effacing way, is make the reader feel normal; whether that reader is currently in their twenties and feeling completely lost or if they are older and have managed to get past that feeling of utter hopelessness. Maybe they are reading from a standpoint of having their life together and are fondly looking back on all the mistakes and mishaps they made to get them there. Essentially what this book does is it allows us to realise that mistakes are a part of life, a part of our own story and every one of them has lead us to where we are today. For that, I thank you Bryony Gordon.
For most, your twenties are for having fun, trying new things without the pressures of parents and education; with just the freedom of knowing you can do whatever it is you damn well want. This is a period of your life when essentially you are just a teenager with a credit card. And Bryony Gordon exemplifies that perfectly.
The Wrong Knickers is chock full of tales of sexual misadventure, recreational drug use and a total disregard for matters of health. As Gordon invites you into her twenties with unadulterated candour you feel like you are having a conversation with her and that she is confiding in you as only a close friend does. You become charmed by Gordon and her story becomes all the more relevant for two reasons. The first being because it is a true account of her life; secondly because it is far too easy to relate to the things she has done mainly because you have done half of them yourself.
As memoirs go, The Wrong Knickers has to be one of my favourites. I laughed out loud many a time and quite alarmingly recognised myself in Gordon at too many junctures in the book. What Gordon manages to do, in her own self-effacing way, is make the reader feel normal; whether that reader is currently in their twenties and feeling completely lost or if they are older and have managed to get past that feeling of utter hopelessness. Maybe they are reading from a standpoint of having their life together and are fondly looking back on all the mistakes and mishaps they made to get them there. Essentially what this book does is it allows us to realise that mistakes are a part of life, a part of our own story and every one of them has lead us to where we are today. For that, I thank you Bryony Gordon.