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Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes: Essays

Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes: Essays - Phoebe Robinson

Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes: Essays


New York Times bestselling author, comedian, actress, and producer Phoebe Robinson is back with a new essay collection that is equal parts thoughtful, hilarious, and sharp about human connection, race, hair, travel, dating, Black excellence, and more.

Written in Phoebe's unforgettable voice and with her unparalleled wit, Robinson's latest collection, laced with spot-on pop culture references, takes on a wide range of topics. From the values she learned from her parents (including, but not limited to, advice on not bringing outside germs onto your clean bed) to her and her boyfriend, lovingly known as British Baekoff, deciding to have a child-free union, to the way the Black Lives Matter movement took center stage in America, and, finally, the continual struggle to love her 4C hair, each essay is packed with humor and humanity.

By turns insightful, laugh-out-loud funny, and heartfelt, Please Don't Sit On My Bed In Your Outside Clothes is not only a brilliant look at our current cultural moment, but a collection that will stay with you for years to come.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but by clicking "buy" right now, you get all the laughs I drummed up, and you get to read the first book from my new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but by clicking "buy" right now, you get all the laughs I drummed up, and you get to read the first book from my new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books.

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New York Times bestselling author, comedian, actress, and producer Phoebe Robinson is back with a new essay collection that is equal parts thoughtful, hilarious, and sharp about human connection, race, hair, travel, dating, Black excellence, and more.

Written in Phoebe's unforgettable voice and with her unparalleled wit, Robinson's latest collection, laced with spot-on pop culture references, takes on a wide range of topics. From the values she learned from her parents (including, but not limited to, advice on not bringing outside germs onto your clean bed) to her and her boyfriend, lovingly known as British Baekoff, deciding to have a child-free union, to the way the Black Lives Matter movement took center stage in America, and, finally, the continual struggle to love her 4C hair, each essay is packed with humor and humanity.

By turns insightful, laugh-out-loud funny, and heartfelt, Please Don't Sit On My Bed In Your Outside Clothes is not only a brilliant look at our current cultural moment, but a collection that will stay with you for years to come.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but clicking "buy" right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but by clicking "buy" right now, you get all the laughs I drummed up, and you get to read the first book from my new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books.
Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: "Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans--#SheBasic--wrote a great book, so buy it."

So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings).

No pressure, but by clicking "buy" right now, you get all the laughs I drummed up, and you get to read the first book from my new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books.

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