Hillary Carlip, Queen of the Oddballs

I saw Karl Lagerfeld at a bookshop on the rue de Rivoli today, and I got a little burst of happiness. Seeing him lifted my spirits when I was feeling blue. Last night I watched Star Academy, which is like French American Idol only better. The kids on that show, and the kids on all the reality TV shows, are competing for celebrity, and why not? Celebrities are the gods and goddesses of our time, and I like those gods a lot better than I like the Christian one.

So, yes, I have a small thing for celebrities. I find it embarrassing but necessary to admit that the thing I liked most about Hillary Carlip's memoir was her name-dropping. I totally went for it. I mean HELLO, the woman is friends with k.d. lang and Melissa Etheridge and all those lezzer celebs. How cool is that?

But the real POINT of Carlip's book, is, of course, to stop trying to be "somebody" and to be yourself. Right. Got that. Except did I mention that she is friends with k.d. lang?

Read the book. You'll love it, whether you're moved by her honest journey to try to just be herself, or whether you just like reading about celebs.


Queen of the Oddballs: And Other True Stories from a Life Unaccording to Plan
by Hillary Carlip