This book depicts the honestly biased and shallow thoughts and experiences of a typical simple-minded privileged all-American white girl, as well as her misconceptions about life. Which we can all learn from. I know I did.
But first, let me say how intrigued I was by the 75 entries of the word "wine" and 88 entries of the word "drink", including drinks and drinking, on the book. Intrigued by the fact that they did not go with the much more interesting title of "Drunken State of Mind".
There's something endearing about people vociferously professing their love for wine these days though...I guess it makes us look classy and sophisticated, right? Perhaps sipping mountain dew while taking a bubble bath probably wouldn't sound as classy and sophisticated...
I can't help but wonder how funny it would be like if we replace all the "open a bottle of wine" instances in the book with "open a bag of Cheetos".
It also seems that going out for drinks with your friends is the ultimate (and only) activity of those young adults who are fun, interesting and know how to have a good time. Otherwise, could they really stand each other's company without being inebriated? I wonder...
I found very relatable her difficulty in finding a decent apartment in a posh Manhattan neighbourhood on a tight budget, as well as her concerns of being barely able to afford her rent. I mean, it is quite commendable her ability to barely afford her rent while purchasing a Burberry coat, a Cartier watch, and traveling to Mexico and Greece. So long as we get our priorities straight, we will all manage, right?
Another thing that I could totally relate is how difficult it is to find a decent guy to date, who will treat us like we deserve!
Seriously..it is very hard to find someone who "makes me not want to play games just to stir up drama or fish for compliments; instead I just want to be nice.".
But what I really wonder is, would it be too much to ask to find a decent guy who accepts, embraces and admires us for playing games just to stir up drama or fish for compliments while not being nice?
What is wrong with guys nowadays?
"I like this particular bar because, well, I like fratty guys and being hit on. One day, one in particular has his eye on me. He is hot in the most frat-tastic way possible. But he is wearing a hat that says MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN #TRUMP. If he weren't so hot, I would dismiss him immediately. It's one thing to be a Republican and vote for Trump, it's another thing to be wearing that advertisement on a hat in public. I make him remove the hat and decide if he buys me one more Fireball shot, I'll pretend he never wore it in the first place. He does, and I give him my number."
I mean, why is it so hard to find a guy to date, even when we have absolutely no substantial standards whatsoever, other than their looks?
And why can't we be entitled to victimize ourselves and vilify the entire male gender when we specifically seek to date good-looking douches who act like douches?
What's wrong with the world?
"Brides just don't seem to see it from the single woman's perspective. Here we are shelling out a shitload of money to celebrate your overpriced lovefest of a day, and while we are happy to do so, we do so alone. Alone at an event in which love is everywhere, which obviously will make us feel depressed and defeated by life. Every slow song that comes on will have us awkwardly hiding in the restroom, but we will show up, because we care about you. So if you care about us, throw us a fucking bone, and give us a plus-one."
I mean, it is impossible not to agree with the author here. Brides nowadays are so self-centered, it is obnoxious. How can they not see the celebration of their overpriced lovefest through a single woman's perspective? You don't invite single friends to your wedding celebration, spending a shitton of money on good food and beverages, expecting them to be genuinely happy for you and celebrate your happiness. If brides really cared about their single female friends, they would never get married in the first place. Because it is totally your fault if your friends need external validation from being in a relationship in order to value themselves and be able to be happy for someone else's happiness. Yes, brides, it is all your fault ...for being friends with someone like that.
Another thing that I learned from the book is about the importance of surrounding yourself with good friends, who have good life advices to give you.
"But why? Why did this happen? Ava says I was too nice to him both during the relationship and after. And that I was too open with my feelings for him."
We can only bring disgrace upon ourselves if we are too nice and too open with our feelings with someone else, especially in a relationship, right? I need friends like that to guide me into the light.
Overall, I would recommend this book to ...be thrown in a recycle bin so at least something useful can be obtained from it.