Yikes, a book by a mommy blogger?!? With a blurb from Chelsea Handler, whose My Horizontal Life sucked? How did I end up buying this, much less reading it?
Although the writer is known as a mommy blogger and author of books like Sippy Cups Are Not For Chardonnay and Naptime Is the New Happy Hour, this book is not about kids or parenting, except for the last chapter.
So what is it about? This is where I get confused about categories. The publisher calls it "Autobiography" but I'm pretty sure this is what most people would consider "Essays" (think Sloane Crosley). Isn't an autobiography supposed to have some sort of narrative that ties everything together? It's Not Me, It's You is a collection of short autobiographical stories in no particular order. Or, as the subtitle describes it, "Subjective Recollections from a Terminally Optimistic, Chronically Sarcastic, and Occasionally Inebriated Woman."
That just about says it all, so I guess I don't need to write much of a review. A few of the essays are depressing since Wilder-Taylor had big problems with her parents (seriously -- who drops their teenage kid off at a shelter?), but most of them are pretty funny. Overall, I enjoyed It's Not Me, It's You.