I just chanced upon this book in my iBook library and got curious. A collection of one night stands? Now who wouldn’t be curious with that?
I haven’t read many books by female authors, especially with (semi) biographic formats. But the title is so very intriguingly irresistible, don’t you think? And when I saw photos of Chelsea Handler in Google Images and found out that she’s one bombshell of a blonde, I knew I just have to give her book a chance.
Chelsea is very candid, graphic, funny, and… slutty. I never thought women read, much more write, books like this.
Well this just further debunks the general misconception that men think of sex all the time while women don’t. Read a women’s magazine and you’ll see more article’s about sex than you would find in most men’s magazines.
Anyway, going back to “My Horizontal Life,” it started ok, but as I am progressing through the book I am starting to lose interest. It’s becoming more and more… dragging. In my opinion at least. More probably a case of “failed expectations.”
Or maybe it’s just me and not the book. I guess Chelsea’s target audience are generally women and maybe that’s why the book is not connecting with me.
Anyway, as of this blog post I’m just approaching the book’s mid-point so it may be too early to make judgments. Let’s see if Chelsea is able to regain my attention in the 2nd half of the book.
It shouldn’t be difficult. Most probably all she needs to do is “up” the “slut meter” several notches up. I am a man after all so Chelsea, with her credentials, should not have any trouble finding the right buttons to stroke… oops sorry, I mean push.