I love Jen Lancaster; she was really my first introduction into memoirs. I cannot say enough good things about her memoirs, she is funny, self deprecating and very open about her personal life. Unfortunately, in the past few years, Jen has taken an interest in writing fiction. This book is so vapid and ridiculous I don’t know where to begin. How about with the constant reference to the brands she was wearing (there are like 5 references to lululemon)? Or the specific colors her gym […]