Let me tell you people: Lauren is the funny. Like David Sedaris but even more neurotic, like a noodle bowl full of buttery tangled self-awareness, self-deprecation, and self-loathing. Lauren mines the creases of her life for the nasty comedic shmegma that collects between the rolls of adoption, divorce, failures, successes, ambitions, insecurities, cities, culture, family. It’s like watching a snake eat its own tail, slurring as its mouth fills with more and more of itself but winking at the same time in a way that says, “If I stop eating myself, I might die of starvation. Keep watching, folks!”
I loved this book. It is definitely honest to god LOL material -- not like "oh tee hee, I chortled under my breath" but "OH MY GOD I BUSTED OUT LAUGHING AND TEARS STARTED RUNNING DOWN MY FACE."