If Amy Poehler's refusal to pretend she has it all figured out felt like a cold drink of water in a desert of aspirational memoirs, Samantha Irby's brutally hilarious essays are the follow-up shot of tequila. This is wit without apology, vulnerability without performance, and the kind of self-deprecating honesty that makes you ugly-laugh in public while thinking, Oh god, that's me.
Irby skewers romantic disasters and bodily humiliations with the same irreverent feminist lens Poehler turned on Hollywood's gloss, proving messiness isn't just relatable—it's revolutionary.
This is wit without apology, vulnerability without performance, and honesty that makes you ugly-laugh in public.
"cracked my heart all the way open...as close to perfect as an essay collection can get." — Roxane, Goodreads
"hallelujah! The clouds parted and a ray of sunshine...she is freaking hilarious, and she is able to move between humorous topics and sad ones very effectively." — Julie Ehlers, Goodreads
"Open to ANY page and begin reading...She can write like a dream, and shines a bright light on serious topics." — Trish, Goodreads
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