This was a hot mess of "boomerisms," weird narcissism, and comedic tropes of Jews (but it's totally a-ok, because the author is a Jew, so she's just verifying stereotypes to be funny!). Her whole liberal, LGBT+, feminist self-proclamations were really at odds with her views on life and what she said. Some SEVERE cogitative dissonance going on here. Between the (repeated) haranguing of cosmetic surgery, the continuous "casual" mentions of the places she's been on vacation that have zero bearing on what she's trying to say, and the "but really, look how I've grown!" undertones blatant self-congratulatory proclamations...all I could think was, "Wow, if you're at this point after you've 'grown' so much, and you're still this officious and condescending, I feel sorry for everyone around you." But really, she's a nice person! She promises! She even will take the "trannies" with her in her march for feminism, despite the fact that she explains her generation has done all the heavy lifting, and women now all just yell and shop, and don't care about anything but themselves and Starbucks it seems. I rolled my eyes so hard I saw my brain reading that section...right before I went to check the publishing date, just to be sure this wasn't written 30 or 40 years ago (it was published in 2009).
Overall - super dry, not really funny, more of a loose collection of mini-memoirs than comedy, and I'm still on the fence if this is just an unfortunate "product of her time" situation, or what. It's like this person wanted to be Erma Bombeck when they grew up, but with their absolute dearth of meta-cognition, she missed the mark by several light years. Painful.