Rating: 3 stars
Shelf: Reading Now
I’ve been having a hard time concentrating on some of my more serious books and so I decided to finally read Chelsea Chelsea Bang Bang. It was exactly what the doctor ordered. The book was absolutely nonsensical – none of the chapters had anything to do with each other. The story was not cohesive in the least… actually, there wasn’t really a story to speak of at all. Unless it was the story of how Chelsea Handler is a crazy person that I wish I could drink with and laugh at on a semi-irregular basis.
I read this on my nook on the train and I looked like a loon – sitting there, covering my mouth every time I had a hysterical fit of laughter, which really only resulted in some truly spasmodic behavior. It’s a wonder no one ever asked me if I needed an ambulance.
Read it if you need a good, hearty laugh.