It’s kind of hard to review this book without sounding like a jackass. I really wanted to love it based on the salty cover and title, and I think I was just really prepared to be the “you” in question, get called on my bullshit, and, well, do better. Luvvie is a super likable and engaging writer, and parts of it were great. The first half was more about her views and anecdotes on life, people, friendship, money, dating. Nothing groundbreaking but there was some really funny stuff there. I read this six months ago and still occasionally think about her assertion that God didn’t give her a good ass because he knew she wasn’t going to act right if she had one. (That really spoke to me. Me too.) I loved learning about her Nigerian upbringing and culture.
The latter half of the book was disappointing. I’m not sure who the audience is. It covers basic, common arguments for social justice/civil rights issues. It’s kind of funny but I think anyone who’s even remotely used to swimming in those waters is going to be left wishing it would go deeper. I guess I could see this as being a good starter book for maybe a teenager/young adult who’s really encountering these concepts for the first time – I can imagine finding them really compelling at that point in my life. But this is way past then, and I really wished that she had either made the entire book like the first half or gotten way beyond the surface in the latter half.