Southern Lady Code is a collection of essays about Helen Ellis and what it takes to be a proper "southern lady". Nominated for a Goodreads' Choice Award in the category of Humor, I expected more out of this book than it delivered. I didn't think this book was particularly funny, and here's why.
First, I think the author of this book was simply trying too hard to provide funny and profound insights into the human condition. What she was able to bring to the table, however, was neither funny nor profound. It just seemed as though she was talking about herself and her life, and interspersing it with Southern Lady stuff stolen from pithy memes on the internet (i.e. baby aspirin between the knees as birth control). Whether or not that sort of cliché is used unironically in Alabama, where the writer is from, it comes off as though she is trying too hard to embody the cliché of a Southern Lady, as defined by the internet. There is a touch of inauthenticity to her writing that I just can't get behind.
Secondly, the author addresses the dark side of the South (racism, homophobia, sexism, etc.) with a humorous leaning that fell wide of the mark to me. One story, for example, showcases the author joining a book club that includes a bunch of gay men. One of her other friends quits the group because she doesn't want to be around a bunch of "queens", or something to that effect, and the author loudly proclaims that that's exactly what she loves so much about the book club! This story serves to tell me a few different things about the author: first, she is okay with letting homophobia (or whatever) pass by her without confronting it. Second, she is sharing this story as a way of absolving herself of the dark side of her upbringing. A regular old "look how progressive I am compared to where I grew up" disclaimer. Except, the author is not nearly as progressive as she thinks she is. Her behavior toward gay men in her book is fetishizing and othering. I don't think the author intends this, per se, but I think that the fact remains that after so long being raised in the South, she is uncomfortable with people that are different than her, and unaware of that truth about herself.
Nothing in this book was laugh out loud funny for me, and I don't think there was even a bit of it that made me even slightly chuckle. However, I enjoy books like this for the voyeuristic joy of seeing what another person's life is like in comparison to mine. It definitely isn't the worst book I've ever read, but I don't think I will bother to pick up anything else by Ellis.