From the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Wow, No Thank You
'One of our culture's greatest humorists is back'
Glamour
'Brilliant, hilarious and perspicacious'
ELIZABETH DAY
'SO funny.'
SARA PASCOE
'Wildly, seditiously funny'
New York Times
'Sam Irby is the king of sparkling misanthropy and tender, loving dread.'
JIA TOLENTINO
This is not an advice book. Samantha Irby doesn't know anything.
After fleeing Chicago to quarantine at home in Michigan, Irby finds herself bleaching groceries and wondering if her upper lip hairs are visible on Zoom. Her career reaches new heights: she gets to work with the iconic ladies of Sex and the City - her dream! - but behind the new-found glam, Irby is just trying to keep her life together. Our friend in print is back, on point, and ready to take us with her, from adopting Abe (her scrawny, watery-eyed firstborn dog) to her favourite, extremely specific porn searches (including two old nuns).
What readers are saying:
'Raunchy, punchy, relatable, fricken stellar. Highly! Recommend!'
'There is no writer out there who makes me laugh like Irby'
'What a ride it was! I loved every minute of it'
'Another entertaining collection in Irby's hilarious style'

Portrait

Samantha Irby is a New York Times-bestselling author and writes the blog "bitches gotta eat."