Stadtmiller writes about name drop after “This is what I did when I got drunk and I can’t stop getting drunk.” after name drop after “I feel like such a FRAUD hanging out with my high society boyfriend and his high society friends.” after whiny upper middle class white girl crap that makes me want to find her and kinda punch her in the face. If I had to describe it (which I do, and which is what I AM doing), I would say that “Unwifeable” is another tell all book written by a pseudo-celebrity desperate to hang onto her fifteen minutes of fame.
You know the type.) and the stories are poorly written by no-talent hacks who pitch their stories to the lowest bidder because they’re that desperate for money. The kind of tabloid trash that I glance at in the grocery store checkout line because the headlines are absolutely ludicrous (Prince Charles Caught In Bed With His Butler! That sort of thing. I quickly discerned, however, that is the worst kind of tabloid trash from how the author wrote about it. Now, not being FROM NYC, I’ve never heard of her and I was only vaguely aware of The New York Post. In case you’re wondering who wrote such a horrible book, it was New York Post columnist Mandy Stadtmiller.
In this particular case, one of the books I ended up picking wasn’t just a was a bag of rotting garbage covered in skunk stench level of stink. I’m usually good at picking which books I want to read/review but every now and then I pick a serious stinker. One of the things I do in my spare time is read and review books for a website called NetGalley.
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