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Omg me too- I got some gushy recommendation from a chick in my yoga class- and wanted to throw up on it the second I started reading it. I actually finished it, for the sole reason of being able to tell people who loved it why they were so so so so wrong on every level and that we could no longer be friends. I agree that the movie wasn’t as god-awful as the book. The book is the biggest pile of self-indulgent turd i’ve ever read. The movie is less bad because it took less time out of my life and Julie Roberts gets laid- which in the book what’s her face says she’s not going to have sex with anyone for a year for no real reason whatsoever even when all of the hot men want her fat ass for some reason.