It is a catchy title, although not mine. Remind you much of your favourite 80s writer McInerney’s hit novel? Well, that is about as much of a reminder that you are going to get when reading Jen Lancaster’s chick lit novel Bright Lights, Big Ass.
Yes, I said chick lit. I have to come out of the closet on this one. Sort of like when I came clean about my rom-com fascination…
I read chick lit. Really bad and trashy chick lit. Stuff with titles like the aforementioned or anything that pretty much contains something about marriage or shopping. Books that a 10 year old retarded kid can read. What can I say. I like it.
Don’t get me wrong. I read intelligent things as well. Really – I do. But sometimes my poor little brain just can’t take big words and thinking. Chick lit books are my way of escaping and not thinking. Thanks to the Kindle I can now read this garbage to my hearts delight on the tube and no one is the wiser as they can’t see the cover! Yipee!
So back to Bright Lights, Big Ass. I have finally found my chick lit queen of authors in Jen Lancaster. She rocks my bad literature reading world with her sassy, bitchy attitude. I can totally relate. The only part that I find annoying are the references to Ann Coulter and her Republican stance on the world. Yuck. Anyhoo – she takes Bridget Jones and makes her look like a whiney little wimpy bitch. Love it. Read it if ,you too, like escapism in its purest form.
Oh and the full title is: Bright Lights, Big Ass: A A Self-Indulgent, Surly, Ex-Sorority Girl’s Guide to Why it Often Sucks in the City, or Who are These Idiots and Why Do They All Live Next Door to Me?