Friday, 5 April 2013

White Girl Problems by Babe Walker

 Happy Friday Friends
For Christmas my hubby got me this book.


Now, I had not asked for this book, nor had I ever heard of it. He said he'd heard that it was a hilarious read & I would really like it.

Well, I have to admit I don't read as often as I would like. Although, in the last year I have done a bit more than usual, but they are all what I like to call, "fluffy" books. Can anyone say Fifty Shades Trigoly?

Nothing too serious for this gal.

I read the back, and it went like this:

"Babe Walker, centre of the universe, is a painstakingly manicured white girl with an expensive smoothie habit, a proclivity for Louboutins, a mysterious mother that she's never met, and approximately 50 bajillion Twitter followers. But her "problems" have landed her in shopping rehab - that's what happens when you spend $246,893.50 in one afternoon at Barneys. Now she's decided to write her memoir, revealing the gut-wrenching hurdles she's had to overcome in order to be perfect in every way, every day.
Hurdles such as:
*I hate my horse
*Every job I've had is the worst job I've ever had
*He's not a doctor, a lawyer, or a prince
*I'll eat anything as long as it's gluten-free, dairy-free, low-carb, low-fat, low-calorie, sugar-free & organic"

After reading that bit, I knew I was going to love it!
How could you not with a head shot like this.



White Girl Problem is a must read for those of us who appreciate fashion and a wicked sense of satire & humour.  
This book is filled with fab fashion illustrations.







The chapter names / descriptions are pretty good too!







If you have NOT read this book, it is a must, trust me. Everyone can use a book like this every once and a while, or if you have a copy pass it on for someone else to enjoy.



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The reveal of Project Ensuite Evolution will be happening Monday, so come back!

Hollie xo

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