This one starts out very funny, and then goes downhill pretty quickly. I’d recommend just reading the first third, or skipping it altogether… Celia Riverbark is a Southern woman, and really proud of it. Obnoxiously so. Some parts of this collection of stories cracked me up, especially her updates to a 1950s textbook on pleasing your man: “[Home Economics Textbook from 1950]: “Make [your husband] comfortable. Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in low, soft, soothing tones, allowing him to relax and […]
I’ll Drink to That
When I picked this up, my sister warned me that Celia Rivenbark is the most annoying woman alive. While I may not want to make her my BFF, I nonetheless thought that You Can’t Drink All Day If You Don’t Start in the Morning, which is basically a collection of diatribes against the world written by a slightly drunk Southern woman, was pretty fucking funny. “I have several close friends who have run marathons, a word that is actually derived from two Swahili words: mara, which means […]
bitch please
I was tricked into reading an etiquette book! That’s what I get for buying something pink with “Bitches” in the title. I have not read any of Celia Rivenbark’s books and I do not plan to after this one: I am not Ms. Rivenbark’s target demographic. This was a bit old school and right-winged for my tastes. I’m from the South, but not Celia’s South… For starters this book is written as a long-winded advice column. There’s bold print “questions” (I assume many of them […]