I genuinely cannot review this as I normally would. This is book is a 90s child. And hindsight says that’s not a good thing. There are quite a few topics that are discussed in a very lacklustre way, if they are discussed at all. In other words, close to 80% of its prose was “out of pocket” so to speak. Insane sentences that would never make it into a book by today’s industry standards. But if you take a step back and look at texts like Tom Sawyer, To Kill a Mockingbird, and Haruki Murakami’s writing in general, you realize that they are all a product of their time and local culture. They’re dated. Now that does not mean that a reader has no right to feel upset whilst reading, or for the sensitive topics to be factors that deter someone from reading the text altogether. What I want to say is that this book is something you read if you are the type that can go to a comedy show and laugh while the entertainer makes jokes at your expense, no matter what about.
If you are going to read it, and if your frontal lobe has not yet finished developing, a word: THIS BOOK IS !!NOT!! A ‘TRY THIS AT HOME’ KIND OF THING. ABSOLUTELY DO NOT!! FOLLOW IN THE FOOTSTEPS OF THESE CHARACTERS!! Thank you.
I read it because I found it at one of the bottom shelves at the BMV, tucked away, and thought the premise was funny enough for me to take it home instead of letting it sit there for another decade. It was a mindless coming of age summer contemporary where eye shadow glitter was described in loving detail. And with the warm weather approaching, I was sold. It’s Mean Girls as a book, basically. A travel-sized chick flick.
Now, I was not born in the 90s. And I also did not grow up reading pop magazines of the early 2000s. So reading this gave a glimpse of both. And goddamn.. y’all had it ROUGH with the eating disorder and self harm shaming. No trigger warnings or anything. Just raw-dogging media, not knowing what strays you’re gonna catch next. Wild.
This was such an empty read for me that I was genuinely surprised it still had some good one liners about adulthood, love, the future, and loneliness that weren’t problematic or horrible. So, as much as I would love to say that I came away from this book with nothing, I unfortunately did.. even if it all totalled up to ten pages.
BUT what I did not anticipate is finding the perfect song for this book (as I always do). Turns out I didn’t have to do any work because the main character gives you one. And it subverts the meaning of the lyrics at the end. Which sucked because it made me like this book just a tad more. Anyhow, go listen to “The Boys of Summer” - Don Henley. I sure did.