My Horizontal Life by Chelsea Handler
I'm pretty sure that this is one of those things you shouldn't admit to liking. I thought it was a book I could keep under wraps and no one would be the wiser. Then my hubby found it.........and read it before I could.
Chelsea Handler has no shame when it comes to laying out what she can recall of her wild sex life. The antecdotes were funny and somewhat surprising what she wasn't willing to do.
The read, like many loose girls was cheap and easy. The language was foul. The alcohol was flowing. How she didn't spot the gay guy I attribute to Ecstacy blindness. I feel like I should soon take an oath to get back on the wagon of cleaner entertainment......right after I read Chelsea, Chelsea, Bang! Bang!
Rating 2.5 I can't rate it higher than 'Vodka' which was a better book. Still docking points for the blatant vulagrity and obvious alcohol and drug abuse......there can be too much of a good thing.
Rating R Sex, language, drugs, alcohol.
Showing posts with label Chelsea Handler. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chelsea Handler. Show all posts
Sunday, June 6, 2010
My Horizontal Life
Labels:
alcoholism,
Chelsea Handler,
drug abuse,
humor,
memoir,
sex,
sexually explicit
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Are You There, Vodka? It's Me Chelsea
Are You There, Vodka? It's Me Chelsea
I shudder to admit that I read this. But it was still funny. Chelsea Handler of Chelsea Lately, a stand up comedian and unacknowledged alcoholic busts out short stories in this memoir. As you may know, I am not a fan of many a memoir. Ruined by 'Running With Scissors', I don't need to know the sick details of your putrid up bringing. She keeps the family parts pretty upbeat though. No molestation or reading your own fecal matter like tea leaves.
I am struggling between giving this book a 1 and an X rating for her obscene amounts of consumed alcohol, Ecstasy, and men.........and possibly a 3 and an R because I laughed pretty hard at parts. She and her father together are a crack up. Her dad reminds me of the dad on King of Queens.
This book is light reading and pretty funny but beware.......so, so foul which is not a surprise if you have ever heard of Chelsea Handler.
Rating 2.5 I did laugh, but her explicit language and extreme substance abuse, whether real or beefed up....got a little tiring. At some point it stops being funny.
Rating R Lots of sex, lots of language, lots of drugs and drinking.
I shudder to admit that I read this. But it was still funny. Chelsea Handler of Chelsea Lately, a stand up comedian and unacknowledged alcoholic busts out short stories in this memoir. As you may know, I am not a fan of many a memoir. Ruined by 'Running With Scissors', I don't need to know the sick details of your putrid up bringing. She keeps the family parts pretty upbeat though. No molestation or reading your own fecal matter like tea leaves.
I am struggling between giving this book a 1 and an X rating for her obscene amounts of consumed alcohol, Ecstasy, and men.........and possibly a 3 and an R because I laughed pretty hard at parts. She and her father together are a crack up. Her dad reminds me of the dad on King of Queens.
This book is light reading and pretty funny but beware.......so, so foul which is not a surprise if you have ever heard of Chelsea Handler.
Rating 2.5 I did laugh, but her explicit language and extreme substance abuse, whether real or beefed up....got a little tiring. At some point it stops being funny.
Rating R Lots of sex, lots of language, lots of drugs and drinking.
Labels:
alcoholism,
Chelsea Handler,
drug abuse,
humor,
memoir,
sexually explicit
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