Ugh this book. Synopsis: This is a novel about a young woman's efforts to duck the ills of the world by embarking on an extended hibernation with the help of one of the worst psychiatrists in the annals of literature and the battery of medicines she prescribes. Our narrator should be happy, shouldn't she? She's... Continue Reading →
What am I reading? The Death of Mrs. Westaway by Ruth Ware
I've been feeling spooky since Labor Day weekend, partly because everyone's been talking about fall, and partly because I've been so sick. Being sick makes me want to hibernate with spooky books and blankets and tea regardless of what time of year it is. I read another book by this author when I went to... Continue Reading →
What am I reading? Adulthood Is a Myth by Sarah Andersen
By now you've likely realized that I'm not a fan of adulting. I do adult things out of necessity, but I'd rather be coloring, or reading, or playing with cute animals. It's because of this lack of desire to adult that the title of this book appealed to me. Sarah Andersen is an artist. She... Continue Reading →
In defense reading YA fiction as a grown ass woman
You can probably tell by the title of this post that I enjoy some YA fiction. And I am, in fact, a grown ass woman. Many of my fellow bibliophiles cast aspersion on YA fiction; I mean really, the stuff is for teenagers. It says so right there in the name of the genre. As... Continue Reading →
What am I reading? Talking as Fast as I Can: From Gilmore Girls to Gilmore Girls (and Everything in Between) by Lauren Graham
I'm not ashamed to admit that Gilmore Girls is one of my favorite shows in the history of ever, and every time I get sad or need comfort I watch it. I have my favorite episodes and at this point can almost recite the entire original series. Again, not ashamed. I'm not even sure why... Continue Reading →
What am I reading? Scrappy Little Nobody by Anna Kendrick
I don't really know why I decided to read this book. Anna Kendrick is cool and whatever, but I'm not really into reading celebrity biographies. Especially when that celebrity is relatively young and has only done a handful of stuff. It's not that I'm dismissing Anna's accomplishments; she's been acting for most of her life... Continue Reading →
What am I reading? The Disaster Artist: My Life Inside The Room, the Greatest Bad Movie Ever Made by Greg Sestero
Oh, look, another bonus post! This one is a little more lighthearted than last night's. I'm a little bit obsessed with this book. And yes, this is the basis for the James Franco movie that's currently nominated/winning awards like whoa. If you haven't heard of or seen The Room, you need to. It's amazing in... Continue Reading →
What am I reading?
I love books. Maybe more than I love makeup. If I ever had to choose between the two I'd be distraught. I'd occasionally like to talk about what I'm reading here, partly to break up the constant barrage of makeup madness, but also because I'm not part of a book club or anything and rarely... Continue Reading →