I have to be honest, the first few chapters of her book were totally lost on me. I had come to the conclusion that 95% of her comedic brilliance is in the delivery which doesn’t always translate well in print.
As you can imagine, I was pretty disappointed… I mean first of all, it’s Chelsea. And even though I need not say more, I will… #5 for Hardback Nonfiction on the New York Times Best Sellers List. How could I not be like everybody else (bite your tongue)?!?!
But after the first 40 pages I pulled myself together and channeled my inner-Chelsea, which lets face it, wasn’t too hard – and read that book like it was meant to be read… with a cocktail in hand. (Insert truth: it was a Starbucks grande, extra-hot, non-fat latte but come on… it was 9am on Sunday)
Anyway, I finished the book in about three hours and laughed literally out-loud (it’s totally acceptable… I live alone) too many times to count. Net net, I recommend the book to anybody who needs a laugh and is not easily ever offended.