A review by surefinewhatever_
Sometimes I Trip On How Happy We Could Be by Nichole Perkins

2.5

This is the third time I’ve read a book recently marketed as cultural analysis but was really just memoir, and the second time that, more than that, it really was just a reflection on the author’s sex life. While I love Nichole’s narration, and balanced tone of tender/reflective, funny, and serious, I found myself exhausted by each chapter coming back to sex. I respect that this is an important aspect of the author’s life and she stresses that this has always been something that she spends a lot of time discussing and being open about. But I wouldn’t have picked up this book had I known that was the focus and I wish it had been marketed differently or more clearly as an analysis with sex & sexuality as the lens used to view pop culture Nichole grew up with.