Do you remember that episode of Seinfeld where J Peterman is supposed to be writing a book about his life, and for all the privilege and opportunities he has had in life, he just doesn't have any interesting stories or anecdotes? Now imagine he wrote a book about the weddings to which he has gone.
I sort of still can't believe that this got published. One can surmise based on various things within the content of this book that this author has led a somewhat charmed life, and I think that scoring this book deal speaks to that.
First of all, I think that the subtitle should have been flip-flopped to say, "the serial mortifications of an occasional wedding guest." She honestly doesn't seem to have been to that many weddings, and she does seem to have made a fool of herself at all of them.
Secondly, the book jacket describes this book as hilarious. I honestly have no idea to what that is in reference. I have been known many a time to laugh out loud at a book, yet I only remember even smiling once while reading this one. And that was at this realization: at one point in the book, the author says that when she was a child and someone would ask her for a kiss, she would run from them and passionately kiss herself in a mirror. I smiled to myself, thinking how ironic it was that only two pages earlier, referring to something completely unrelated, the author had said, "a metaphor if ever there was one."
Indeed, the author does seem rather smitten with herself. Even when she is revealing some rather unpleasant truths about herself, she doesn't seem to really grasp how ugly they are. For example, her drinking seems truly problematic, and she references other people saying so, and she even makes a joke about how she may have had a drinking problem for a while. She also seems to sort of get, but not REALLY get what a double standard this is: that she has dragged dates to several weddings and then had a fit because they were not making a good enough attempt to have fun with a bunch of strangers, and then when she attends a wedding with a new boyfriend and he is paying attention to his friends more so than to her, she has what even she calls "a tantrum" about it. There are numerous references made to the weddings she attends in her late 20s and into her 30s where she gets drunk to the point of vomiting, or does things such as making out with strangers, throwing her shoes when she's mad, and other behavior that could be described as rather pathetic. Maybe these stories are intended to be funny, but they come across as just sad. On a number of occasions throughout the book, the author's friends are gravely counseling her as to who she owes apologies to, and things like that. They don't sound any more amused by her antics than I was. And there are a number of points throughout the book where it seems apparent to me as a reader, though not to her as the author, that men are eager to cut ties with her, whether they just met her and she is drunkenly sobbing to them, or whether they are trying to extricate themselves from an actual relationship with her.
The allegedly hilarious circumstances that she seems to find so unique to her are things such as the following: she's going to a wedding, and she finds out that some guy who years earlier beat her in a high school debate – unfairly, of course – will also be in attendance. BFD, right? To what I can only assume would be the exasperation of the bride, she obsesses over this and of course can't steer clear of him at the wedding, and they end up making out. This seems like barely an anecdote to relate to friends, much less an actual book chapter.
To fill the book out a little bit more, and give it a lighter tone, there are lots of unnecessary details about the great outfits and shoes is the author wore to each of these weddings. She also interjects as a cutesy detail what she calls "Wedding tips." Like, "Wedding tip: eat the whatever", or "Wedding tip: don't puke". Not those exactly, but equally stupid, and often not even written in the form of a tip.
And then, for gravitas, the author muses about the nature of marriage itself (at length, and without breaking any new ground), and its meaning to society and to her. It seems like she is really grappling with her own single status, though all the while pointing out that it is better than "settling" for someone. Of course this is true, and of course there is nothing wrong with being single. However, it seems like she is to some extent trying to convince herself of that, and like she could give a little more thought to how she could herself be a better partner for someone, rather than just all the ways that someone might disappoint her as a partner.
For all of the navelgazing she does and all of the thinking about herself that she seems to do, she just doesn't seem to have arrived at some critical realizations. And there's nothing funny about that.