Monday, April 11, 2011

Book Review: Bossypants


Bossypants by Tina Fey

I love Tina Fey. Confession: this may or not be a roundabout way of liking myself: I can't read (or watch) anything she dreams up without having a distinct Oh my God, I'm Liz Lemon/Tina Fey thing. I realize of course that this is a grossly narcissistic wish. Tina Fey manages to make awkward look awesome. I just manage to make awkward more awkward.

That said, I went into this book kind of knowing I'd like it. I wasn't sure what she was going to write about, only that I would want to read it (as would E, who is president of the Tina Fey fanclub). The book was actually more like reading a blog -- and not a twinkly celebrity blog with all kinds of GOOP-esque things like mirin and Mario Batali and organic toilet paper made from unicorn fur. (Rock on, Gwyneth.) This was an ordinary story of parents and summer camp and working and being a mother. All of it, hilarious.

There was some talk about poop, so maybe there's more of a connection to Gwyneth's work than I originally thought.

I told E that I hope she makes a sh*t-ton of money on this book. I like it when people make money who deserve it. I laughed really hard through the whole thing and I felt like she offered some salient points about motherhood, working, being female and just being funny. She has a self-deprecating style that makes her relatable. She's smart. I like smart-funny. I didn't want the book to end--always a good sign. I blasted through it in one day, so it's not a long commitment, either.

My favorite sections of the book are about motherhood. She writes a prayer for her daughter that I wish I could reprint in it's entirety. Her discussion of TNs (Teat-Nazis) pretty much made me die. But I have to say I enjoyed it from beginning to end. The little clips of things from the Sarah Palin weeks on SNL were really interesting. Her interactions with Lorne Michaels and Alec Baldwin were, as well.

If I had more than $3.42 in my checking account this month I'd buy you a copy. I liked it that much. It's not for everyone (see: C-word, F-word, B-word, FLURJ) but I have to cop to liking a little profanity in my fun reads.

My recommendation: Read it tomorrow. Read selections out loud to your significant other. Laugh your butts off.



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