I'm not sure where to begin with this, but I think it will be better to start with the positives. If you're familiar with Mena's work you may have assumed wrongly (so wrongly) that she was similar to her choir girl character in American Pie. Well, Mena was anything but that and her actual story is deeply surprising, which makes her memoir extremely interesting. To her credit, Mena pulls back every single layer and allows her readers to know her on the rawest level possible. The girl has guts. Much of what she went through was absolutely sickening, especially those situations with much older men and it affirms the belief that there is a lot of sexual assault that is overlooked in Hollywood. I am impressed that she was willing to share so much and I was admittingly intrigued by the shock value of everything she shared. I am sorry for the ways she was taken advantage of by men who should've known better and will likely never be punished for what they did.
Now, it is extremely hard to read a memoir and not develop feelings positive or negative toward the person sharing their story. This is where Mena's memoir loses me. While I am empathetic to many of her situations, I didn't come out of this one thinking about how much she's learned or grown. I couldn't help but notice that every end of a relationship was immediately followed by a new one, and sometimes the new one had even started before the end of the old one. By the end, it was clear to me that although Mena has perhaps identified her issues with going from one horrible relationship to another, she doesn't seem capable of being alone. At times she seems to recognize that she hasn't allowed herself time alone to figure out her true self but she just as quickly moves right on to talking about the next guy. Sadly, her memoir makes it clear that she defines herself by the relationships she has instead of truly taking the time to know who she is without a man. It's also harder to be sympathetic to someone who seems to have done her fair share of crappy things to people as well. Outside of my issue with her dependency on relationships, I really took issue with how superficial she was at times. I got tired of her constant mention of designer names - it would've been fine if it was just to support stories she shared, but I felt like there were constant unnecessary name drops throughout the book. Additionally, when she is on vacation and injured, her potrayal of herself at the hospital is that of a spoiled brat. So in a nutshell, while I felt sympathy for a lot of what Mena went through, I came out of this one liking her a lot less not because of the story she shared, but because of what it revealed about her true self. I think Mena has the potential for growth and change, but she's got a long way to go.