“ At first I was beguiled by her tales of striving for the wrong guys, some nerdy, some funny, some just mean. By the second half I was worn down. Really? Another story about sleeping with and falling for a terrible suitor who only serves to make her predictably depressed? It was exhausting! I wanted to shake her and tell her to STOP IT (and then go for fro-yo and talk about Sandy Bullock movies). ”
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HelloGiggles – The Break-up Parade
Earlier today, instead of running another essay about how kittens are terrific, HelloGiggles.com decided to publish a tangent-rich take-down of the book I wrote to make women feel better about themselves. I responded to this piece on Twitter by saying, among other things, that if anybody ever tried to shake me OR take me by force to a “Sandy Bullock movie,” I’d call the police.
Since then, I’ve taken a nap and distracted myself with various fatty foods. But I still think this essay is a bizarre way to kick off “Women’s Empowerment Week” on the site. And that confusing The Wedding Planner for The Wedding Singer is pretty much the funniest mistake you can make in a column.
