Such a Pretty Fat
I’m addicted to books. I buy them just for the simple pleasure of knowing I have them. I don’t read as much as I used to, but it’s improving. And of course, I visit the bookstore religiously. While browsing the best-selling section at Borders a couple of weeks ago, a book titled “Such a Pretty Fat” caught my eye, although I had the feeling it was just another one of those about a fat chick who becomes thin and then successful. And then I read the back cover. I brought it home.
If I count the time I have actually spent reading the book, I can say I was done with it in less than two days. It is hilarious, non-full of crap, and the fat chick is/was actually fat and starts changing that because of health reasons. In fact, she claims her high self-esteem can be dangerous. It is also a real character, the author herself, Jen Lancaster. Her books are her memoirs, and I have fallen in love with them. Last night I braved into a Borders full of hysterical teenagers (the new Stephanie Meyer book was coming out, and there were vampire lovers running all over the place), with the sole purpose of getting “Bright Lights, Big Ass.” — The nicest surprise was when the clerk girl told me I could find it in the humor section. Clever!
I finished reading “Such a Pretty Fat” tonight. It didn’t change my life or brought endless enlightenment. It just made me realize that sometimes we can’t take life too seriously if we want to achieve something. It also made me learn I will never join Weight Watchers because I cannot stand someone who thinks cake is evil.

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