Why did I read a book with such a title? Because the blurp and the fact that the author writes for The Onion promised a satirical take on all the funny things we silly humans do during courtship. And if you don't agree, you're part of the problem either because you're stupid or because the patriarchy has brainwashed you. While it is true that women are gauged more critically when they talk about relationships and romance, that doesn’t absolve this book from being genuinely stupid and vapid, whether the author is a woman or not.ĭid you know that all the problems in the world are caused by men? Yup. And what’s most frustrating is that she tends to circle back to argue that women who write about relationships are seen as vapid, and tries to cover herself under a shield of feminism.
Because when it’s an actual book, it’s just nearly 300 pages of wasted space and vapid rants. At the very least, I had hoped the book would be funny since she writes for The Onion and ClickHole, but am finding that her writing probably is easier to digest as a short article with a few decent jokes rather than an actual book. She has the opposite problem where she obsessively thinks about men and doesn’t provide any deeper insights for why this might be the case. The title of this book is clickbait, obviously printed to be edgy and entice you to read it. Her writing style quickly gets grating, and her anecdotes become insufferable, as she continues this cute/quirky schtick. It gets worse as she spends a section talking about how you can tell the signs a guy is into you, and that a guy once told her he had never flirted with her and she spent the conversation telling him why he was wrong. Red flags popped up once she started talking about how having multiple crushes is so fun that she even began creating a spreadsheet with a column for “STATUS” for each crush.
It’s nothing more than the neurotic ramblings of a woman boxing herself in the role of a single millennial gal in NYC, as if her entire persona is based on rom-coms (this is even more obvious as she constantly references rom-coms that she loves). I assumed that she would dive deeper into those topics because she had introduced them in the first chapter, but it turns out she only grazes the surface in an attempt to have more substance than she lets on. It starts off promising as you’re introduced to Roberson’s lighthearted writing style, in which she balances flippant humor with questions of how we can navigate romantic relationships with a group that has all the systemic power. This book makes me embarrassed to be straight.
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