If there is one type of book I can't resist, it's a good old fashioned self help book. I just can't help it. They're fun, easy to read and occasionally you'll find a gem in the heap of unconventional life advice. Self help book are like the flea market of literature. You never know what treasures you'll pull out of the pile. We're at the beach again this week and my trusty Kindle companion has been Dr. Ruth Westheimer. Prior to reading "The Doctor Is In", my knowledge of Dr. Ruth consisted of: cute little old lady with a funny accent giving sex advice. Post read, I want Dr. Ruth to be my spirit animal.
Of all the gifts I received over the years, there are several books that were literally life changing and would make fantastic graduation gifts. One of those books was How to Dress for Success by Edith Head. This book changed my entire approach to fashion, shopping, personal style and gently nudged me on the path towards minimalism.
We tend to think of materialism and a desire to hold on to and collect physical objects as a modern day enigma, one born of mass production and fast fashion. Imagine my surprise when this theme popped up unexpectedly in the strangest of places, the final chapters of The Little House on the Prairie. The book ends dramatically when the Ingalls family finds their homestead, along with a few of their neighbors, is unintentionally but illegally located on Indian Land. Rather than face the soldiers tasked with removing these settlers by force, Pa decides it's best for the family to move along before the soldiers arrive.
While waitlisted for the library’s copy of Tina Fey’s “Bossy Pants”, I decided to check out Amy Poehler’s memoir, “Yes Please”. Poehler read her own book for the audio version, so I went into this book eager and excited to learn more about her, only to fall quickly into waiting for the good stuff. Throughout the seven hour audio book, Poehler droned endlessly through random haphazardly ordered stories and long (LONG) lists of all of the people she ever knew. Reading “Yes Please” was like reading a script while it’s still being written and simultaneously like meeting someone interesting at a party only to realize they’re incredibly boring and there’s no polite way to escape.