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A review by cindypepper
Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes by Phoebe Robinson
4.0
Please Don't Sit On My Bed... is like having an ongoing convo with your friend throughout the stages of the pandemic: from the early stages of adapting to a WFH life in March 2020 to the racial injustices and performative allyships that would crop up later that year to the much harped-on discourse of self-care. While 2020-specific literature feels a little too soon, Phoebe tackles these topics with a voice that's irrepressibly delightful, zippy, and warm. It's easy to simultaneously laugh and think critically as you're reading along.
At times, the essays can feel overstuffed with jokes and hashtags. Or rather, you have to go through a string of multiple jokes to get past the intro of an essay. It's something that I noticed when I had read Everything's Trash, so it didn't come off as a complete surprise.
Despite that, though, this is a very sharp, witty collection of writing that picks apart the absurdities that the pandemic brought into full view.
At times, the essays can feel overstuffed with jokes and hashtags. Or rather, you have to go through a string of multiple jokes to get past the intro of an essay. It's something that I noticed when I had read Everything's Trash, so it didn't come off as a complete surprise.
Despite that, though, this is a very sharp, witty collection of writing that picks apart the absurdities that the pandemic brought into full view.