But now this book: it’s up there. Sure, there’s a heavy dose of the Brooklyn millennial speak, but instead of annoying, it’s fun and clever, and the opposite of condescending or trite. It’s the sex-help equivalent of the show You’re the Worst— containing all appearances of being the worst and annoying, but actually brilliant and the best. Or better yet, like Amy Rose is writing the Alexis Rose advice column, with all the generosity and unexpected insight therein.
I want to add her to our chats, which may be more of an endorsement than liking the book she wrote. She’s refreshing and candid, and while your own mileage may vary, it did me good.
The more of other people’s intimate and nuanced approaches to sexuality that you try to understand, accept, and welcome, the more of that generosity you can then pass on to the rest of the world with respect, bravery, and extraordinarily messed-up pillow hair. Most of all: with love. Do with that what you will.