The Dollhouse–The Kardashians

Judge me if you will but I have a sick curiosity about books written not just by celebrities but collaborations. How do three people write a novel?

A better question would be: How much did these three women really contribute to this book? I’m betting there was a great deal of work done by a fourth woman on this.

Although I could totally see Khloe writing a book on her own. And Kourtney seems pretty put together business-wise and like she would just randomly be like ‘I’m going to write a book’. I guess the only one I don’t really believe did this is Kim. And that’s not because I think she’s dumb or anything like that, I actually think she’s quite clever and has a good head for business. (Yes, I am a Kardashian supporter, even if I’ve stopped watching the show.) I just don’t think she’s interested in writing.

That being said, I was, as always with books like this, surprised that I enjoyed even a quarter of it.

The book is based on the three girls lives, but they have made up characters for them. Naturally all with K names. But they are all working for their mother in a family owned restaurant, one who gets fame sooner than the others, one that gets pregnant out of nowhere, and the third who happens to like to make out with her step brother.

It was surreal. It was odd. But it wasn’t terrible.

Given that the writing likely belonged to someone else it was fairly good in that it had a lot of drama and frivolity without being completely over the top and idiotic.

And while I don’t see a sequel ever coming, it wasn’t the worst book I’ve ever read. It actually made me laugh. Like, a real laugh. Not a sarcastic one.

Good summer read for sure.

Konstant vigilance. (See what I did there?)



Unbearable Lightness–Portia de Rossi

We all know Portia De Rossi. We all know that she’s a gorgeous actress with a head of hair that we would all kill for. (Or at least, I would.) She’s been in stuff like Ally McBeal and Arrested Development. She’s gay. She’s married to Ellen.

 And she used to be anorexic.

 Lowest weight she hit was 82 pounds. Gross right? This whole book is a look into what it’s like to be obsessive about weights and sizes. About what it’s like to be under the microscope and how much it affects people to be hiding a secret. (Like being gay.) She opens right up and lets it all out and it is both disturbing and amazing.

       Made me realize that I have an eating disorder. (And not in a hokey hypochondriac kind of way.) I’m a solid 190 pounds at 5’6 and the worst yo-yo dieter you’ll ever meet. Binge eater extraordinaire. Portia goes on to explain near the end that dieting is just another form of eating disorder. Dieting is restricting us from what we want and what we want to be. Eat what you want and listen to your body when it tells you that you are full.

 She gives some amazing advice and lets you in on the struggles that she went through. This really changed my way about eating. (It’s okay to eat fries and chips as long as I remember that I can eat them any day of the week, so it’s not on my mind all the time. Exercise is torture. Find activities that you like to do. Like walking the dogs. She explains that knowing that she is making a difference in another living creatures life is an important part of her day and she truly enjoys it more.)

 Deeply changed and I thank her for that! I’ll be listening to my body more often from now on.