Full title: Such a Pretty Fat: One Narcissist's Quest to Discover if Her Life Makes Her Ass Look Big, or Why Pie is Not the Answer. Memoir by Jen Lancaster, proclaimed by herself and assholes on the bus to be a fat bitch, trying to lose weight. I spent most of the book absolutely hating Jen. Here is a chick who doesn't have to go to work--she stays home and writes full-time--yet she can't get her ass to the gym. If I had the opportunity to stay home and write full-time, I wouldn't be wasting all my time looking at videos of sneezing pandas on the internet--I'd be working out or doing yoga every damn morning and writing all damn afternoon. (Just in case, you know, anyone wants to fund that or anything.) So, I hated Jen Lancaster, because she has the time and opportunity to write that I would absolutely kill for and she's wasting it. Her dieting is also totally half-assed and idiotic. And, unrelated to the dieting, a lot of this book reads like an email to her buddies about what she did last weekend (actual email messages are even included in the book), and, uh, I don't need to buy a book to read that kind of thing, so that was a little annoying too.
But then, maybe 2/3 of the way through the book, Jen starts to get it. She realizes that she doesn't need to eat a mountain of food at every meal to be full, and that butter is not a food group all its own. She starts taking her health seriously and working out with a personal trainer, and she's much less damn annoying to read about after that. Good for you, Jen Lancaster. She actually gets her brain into a really healthy place about food, and I enjoyed seeing that in this kind of book. Jen realizes that she hates the "food is evil" mindset and she develops some mindfulness about her eating habits, which I think is full of win.
The book gets two stars. For the first 250 pages I was only giving it one star, but then Jen's turnaround towards the end of the book was worth three stars, so I'm averaging.
But then, maybe 2/3 of the way through the book, Jen starts to get it. She realizes that she doesn't need to eat a mountain of food at every meal to be full, and that butter is not a food group all its own. She starts taking her health seriously and working out with a personal trainer, and she's much less damn annoying to read about after that. Good for you, Jen Lancaster. She actually gets her brain into a really healthy place about food, and I enjoyed seeing that in this kind of book. Jen realizes that she hates the "food is evil" mindset and she develops some mindfulness about her eating habits, which I think is full of win.
The book gets two stars. For the first 250 pages I was only giving it one star, but then Jen's turnaround towards the end of the book was worth three stars, so I'm averaging.