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Jul27

Lil Red’s Book Club: Fresh Off The Boat By Eddie Huang Edition

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Lil Red’s Book Club: Fresh Off The Boat By Eddie Huang Edition

Hello everyone and welcome to a brand new edition of Lil Red’s Book Club! In a spoiler free setting, as always, we are going to be discussing a memoir by Eddie Huang called Fresh Off The Boat. A memoir is a far cry from the fast paced thrillers that I normally read. However, Fresh Off The Boat is a book that I have been most eager to sink my teeth into. Johnny and I absolutely love the TV show of the same name and I was so curious to see how accurately the Huang family was portrayed after reading the book. I was SHOOK to find out that the family friendly comedy sitcom took A LOT of liberties lol. Before we begin, I will be placing a trigger warning on Fresh Off The Boat for child abuse and general violence. Now, let’s get to it:

Eddie Huang is the eldest son of Jessica and Louis and big bro to Emery and Evan. His parents immigrated from Taiwan and China, respectively, and were Fresh Off The Boat in America trying to create a better life and, of course, make lots and lots of money. Louis found his fortune by opening restaurants in Orlando, Florida and his family joined him there after his businesses began turning a hefty profit. Eddie became the new kid and not just any new kid. A Chinese-American kid and one of the very few in the area.

As Eddie grew up, he struggled to find a place to belong. His parents were not merely strict but abusive and everything about Eddie stuck out like a sore thumb. He was called every slur in the book by his peers, got beat up consistently, found no comfort at home, and turned to hip-hop music as not only his favorite thing but his friend. Eddie was an angry child and couldn’t understand what was so different about him to warrant treatment like that. So he took to using his own words and his fists to keep him from getting hurt.

Eventually, Eddie did make friends but they were constantly getting in trouble. He was in detention on the daily, suspended nonstop, and loved drinking and drugs. However, one fateful conversation with his insanely stern father after his little brother narc-ed on him for drug use helped change his destructive downward spiral. Eddie began actually trying in school, became interested in his roots, and was determined to be a Chinese-American in his own way. Not how his parents want him to be, but how he wants to be.

After graduating high school, Eddie moved on to college and obtained his degrees. The problem was, he found no passion in the jobs that he could snag with his education. So he made a list of jobs that he wanted to have instead. Some of them were far fetched. Some of them were achievable and that was all the encouragement he needed to dive in. Eddie found solid footing as a stand up comedian but he wasn’t up to telling the same jokes night after night after night. After ditching comedy, Eddie turned to a new goal on his list: Open a restaurant.

Not only did Eddie love to eat, but he had a true love of cooking too. Everyone in his family was an excellent cook and all his life, he watched and learned. Eddie knew what he wanted in his own restaurant: A place where people could come to kick it and enjoy Chinese-Taiwanese food with sustainable ingredients and an affordable price. Thus, Baohaus was born on the Lower East Side of New York… The rest? You’re just going to have to read for yourself!

Holy WOW was Fresh Off The Boat a fun, occasionally heartbreaking, consistently hilarious, and inspiring read. As an avid fan of the TV show, I was expecting a lot of similarities between that and the book. While there were a fair amount of things that the show got right, the book turned what I thought I knew about the Huang family on its head. They weren’t a picture perfect family at all. Rather, a family that fought, hurt each other, and never had those classic heartwarming sitcom moments in the slightest. All the while, Eddie was in the middle just trying to find his own way.

I absolutely loved the way that Eddie wrote this book because it is written exactly how he speaks. It’s not perfect and that’s okay. What it is is real. A real person speaking about his real experiences as no one but himself. And who Eddie is is a driven, creative, talented, and damned funny to boot dude. There were countless instances as I read Fresh Off The Boat where I wasn’t just laughing out loud but cackling lol. Eddie told his own story in his own style and wasn’t afraid to make jokes at his own expense or anyone’s expense for that matter. For all of his shit talking, Eddie has a lot of heart and will inspire anyone, no matter where they’re from, to make their own way too.

Overall, I am going to rate Fresh Off The Boat with an eight out of ten stars. I really enjoyed reading it and am looking forward to digging into his other book, Double Cup Love, next!

What are you currently reading? Do you have a favorite memoir? I want to hear from all of you, so leave me a comment and let’s chat! Much love. -Sarah

Feb4

Lil Red’s Book Club: The Woman In Me By Britney Spears Edition

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Lil Red’s Book Club: The Woman In Me By Britney Spears Edition

Hello everyone and welcome to a brand new edition of Lil Red’s Book Club! After attempting to read the most boring book of all time, I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into the much anticipated memoir by Britney Spears called The Woman In Me. My sister and I are diehard Britney fans and have been since our youth. She is and always will be the Princess of Pop and the news of the abuse she suffered under her conservatorship simply devastated us. Being able to read Britney’s story in her own words after she was silenced for so long was a gift and this book was truly unputdownable. Before we begin our spoiler free review, I will be placing a trigger warning on The Woman In Me for physical, mental, and emotional abuse and disturbing content. Now, let’s get to it:

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The Woman In Me chronicles Britney Spears’ life from her youth to the end of her conservatorship. Growing up, Britney lived with her parents and older brother (Jamie Lynn wouldn’t be born until years later). They were extremely poor and Britney’s mom and dad had a tumultuous relationship. Her father, Jamie, was an alcoholic who would disappear for days on end. Her mother, Lynne, shared a love for the drink as well and was extremely vocal in her displeasure towards Jamie. Britney can recall being kept up at night listening to her mother scream, padding into the living room, and begging them both to be quiet and go to bed.

Despite the sadness of growing up in a family so broken, Britney found joy in singing and entertaining her family and neighborhood friends. Everyone knew she was someone special and Britney was determined to make her dream to be a singer and dancer come true. Britney’s mom signed her up for dancing and acting classes and began signing her up for talent shows that her daughter shined in. She soon had an agent and auditioned for the Mickey Mouse Club. She was rejected for being too young and ended up working in New York City as an understudy for a Broadway show.

After a year or so, Britney auditioned for the Mickey Mouse Club again and earned the part. She spent long hours in rehearsal and enjoyed her time with her follow cast. Especially her soon to be love, Justin Timberlake. After the Mickey Mouse Club ended, Britney and her parents decided that she should pursue a career as a solo artist. She began working on her single “…Baby One More Time”, which would elevate her into pop stardom.

After the raging success of her first song, Britney became a household name and was on cloud nine. Tours, awards, having fun, and living her dream. She began dating Justin and believed in her heart of hearts that she found love. Unfortunately, her and Justin didn’t stay together for forever like she imagined. He ended up breaking up with her and she was left in pure shock from the betrayal of the man she wanted to marry. While Justin lived his best life, she described herself as “comatose” in her family home in Louisiana.

The breakup left Britney in a bad place and began her public downward spiral. She had one unsuccessful relationship after the next and was consistently hounded by the paparazzi. Her light during this time was finding Kevin Federline, marrying him, and having her two beloved sons. Things were great with Kevin for a while, until they weren’t. He would deny her access to her children and they filed for divorce. During this time, Britney was suffering from severe postpartum depression and was breaking down in front of the world.

Her public outbursts led people to believe that she was mentally unstable and incapable of caring for herself. So her dad did what any father would do and placed her under a conservatorship. In this arrangement, he had complete control of not only her finances but her entire life. When Jamie said jump, she had to ask how high. She was worked to the bone, denied the food she wanted to eat, and could barely see her children. Britney was subjected to unwanted treatment in rehab facilities that led her to be put on lithium. All the while, the lawyer who she was appointed to was less than helpful and she was never made aware that she could request her own counsel.

After the rehab stint that put Britney on lithium, she was done. She was hurt, angry, and completely traumatized and realized that she had enough. Britney also found that she had the strength to change things and was uplifted by the #FreeBritney movement. She fought tirelessly to come out from under her father’s thumb after thirteen years of living as a prisoner and won. After living for other people for so long, Britney is now learning to live for herself, have fun, and be her own woman.

Reading The Woman In Me was a heart wrenching experience. I was well aware of everything that was touched on in her memoir, but it is so different when you’re reading it and it’s coming directly from her. The book was honestly like reading something that was written by a high school student and that made me sad. It really was a direct reflection of how stunted she was in her life and made it hard to remember that she’s a woman in her forties. While this book was upsetting to read in that sense, it was also extremely endearing and her words and humor still made me smile.

What amazed me in this book was Britney’s strength. It was something that she didn’t believe that she had, but it’s so apparent on every page that she has always been a warrior. Even on her darkest days, she still found something to hope for and dream about. It was empowering when Britney chose to fight rather than continue to be victimized by her father. She has always been someone special to me and even though The Woman In Me made me an emotional wreck, it made me proud most of all. My biggest hope for her is to find her happiness and I know that she will be able to achieve it. ❤

I am going to rate The Woman In me with the coveted ten out of ten stars. Britney’s memoir was worth the hype and so much more. I cannot recommend it enough and it is a must read if you are a forever fan of the Princess of Pop!

What is your favorite celebrity memoir? What is your favorite Britney Spears song? I want to hear from all of you, so leave me a comment and let’s chat! Much love. -Sarah

 

Dec1

Lil Red’s Book Club: Counting The Cost – A Memoir By Jill Duggar Edition

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Lil Red’s Book Club: Counting The Cost – A Memoir By Jill Duggar Edition

Hello everyone and welcome to a brand new edition of Lil Red’s Book Club! I’m sure at one point in all of our lives we were either fascinated, weirded out, or both by the Duggar family. I know it was a combo for me and today, we will be discussing Jill Duggar’s memoir called Counting The Cost in a spoiler free setting. Before we begin, I will be placing a trigger warning on this book for sexual and mental abuse and religious trauma. Now, let’s get to it:

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Jill is one of the eldest Duggar daughters and the way she grew up was clearly different than most of us. Some of it had to do with her parents, Jim Bob and Michelle, and some of it had to do with their religious upbringing. The Duggar family belonged to the Institute in Basic Life Principles (IBLP), which was ran by a pedophile named Bill Gothard. The teachings of the IBLP were strict and strange. Rather than teaching about their god’s love, the IBLP focused on the wrath of god if a member of the flock were to stray. Straying could mean anything from a female wearing pants to drinking alcohol or not popping out as many children as god would allow.

Due to these teachings, it’s not hard to see why Michelle gave Jim Bob nineteen children in total. As an older daughter in an ever growing brood, Jill had a lot of responsibility and learned how to be a people pleaser from the start. She had “little buddies” AKA young siblings whose care was up to her and had to answer her parents with a “yes or no ma’am or sir”. Jill was the yes-girl in her household and thrived on her parents’ praise, earning her a special nickname of Sweet Jilly Muffin. And, why would Sweet Jilly Muffin do anything to upset her parents much less her lord?

To Jill, their lifestyle seemed normal and anything outside of their home was foreign and scary. That’s not to say that she didn’t enjoy outings with her family and she liked shuttling about with her dad when he ran for state Senator. Jim Bob didn’t win his election, but he gained a reality TV show when a journalist snapped a picture of his huge family. At first, the Duggars appeared in a few hour long documentaries of their lives and then it turned into a full fledged reality show on TLC called X Amount of Kids And Counting. Jim Bob considered this to be their “ministry” and was thrilled to be able to show off his IBLP family on national TV.

Although Jill struggled at first with the camera crew being constantly in her home, she took it in stride because that’s what a good daughter does. While she felt embarrassed in front of the cameras, she loved the perks of travel and big shopping trips to Aldi paid for by TLC. As her family grew and their popularity rose, it felt like the Duggars could do no wrong. But, every family has secrets and the Duggars were harboring a dark one – the fact that some of the daughters were sexually abused by their eldest brother, Josh.

With every scandal that broke about the disgraced brother, the shit would hit the metaphorical fan. The family show was cancelled, but a spin off show was created to focus on the adult Duggars called Jill and Jessa: Counting On. This series covered the new marriage of Jill to her husband Derrick, the birth of their son, and their mission work in El Salvador. In her brand new life, Jill and Derrick realized that something was severely lacking: Money.

Being a new parent and trying to get their own missions off the ground meant that Jill and Derrick needed funds. Oddly enough, they didn’t make a dime from their time on reality TV. Her relationship with her parents became strained and she learned that maybe they weren’t the trustworthy, all knowing people that she thought. The book explores Jill emerging from under Jim Bob and Michelle’s thumb to learn how to be herself. Not Sweet Jilly Muffin but Jill. How did this effect her family relationships? Drastically. So read Counting The Cost to find out more!

There is SO much about the Duggar family that I disagree with, but I am not going to get into that. I will say, that I was very impressed with Jill and have been since watching the documentary on her family called Shiny Happy People. Although this book covered a lot of what was already discussed in the documentary, it was still really good all the same and it was interesting to read Jill’s experience in her own words. As an outsider looking into her family, it’s so easy to see where her trauma came from and I thought she was really brave to come out and talk about it.

Throughout the book, I found myself rooting hard for Jill and it was a joy to read about her finding herself. I was elated when she talked about her choice to wear pants, get a nose piercing, and *gasp* enjoy a cocktail with her husband. I was also so happy to read that she sought out counseling to improve her declining mental health from the strain of her upbringing. Jill showed tremendous courage in her life to make these changes and choose what’s right for her and her family even if it meant sacrificing relationships with them. Counting The Cost was Jill finding her own voice and truth and it was a powerful read.

Counting The Cost isn’t a book of Jill straight up shit talking her family, even if some of them deserve it. It’s a story of a girl whose wings were clipped and how she learned to fly anyway. I am going to rate Counting The Cost with a seven out of ten stars and definitely recommend it if you are just as curious about the Duggar family as I was!

What are you currently reading? What should I read next? I want to hear from all of you, so leave me a comment and let’s chat! Much love. -Sarah

Sep24

I Can’t Even – A White Girl Memoir

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I Can’t Even – A White Girl Memoir

Helloooo everyone and happy Thursday! So as you guys know, my car AKA the Little Red Love Machine AKA LRLM is my pride and joy. I love my 2012 Mazda 2 hatchback more than I’ve ever loved anything in my life, so when it’s in a dangerous situation I turn into a fierce mother bear. With this disclaimer in mind, you’ll see why I just couldn’t even while driving to school yesterday – ESPECIALLY in regards to senior citizen drivers. Do I sound bitchy yet? Don’t care, so get ready for the rant of a lifetime in “I Can’t Even – A White Girl Memoir”.

First things first, I am ALL for old people driving for as long as they can but there comes a point when they are a straight up danger to themselves and everyone else on the road. During my drive to Cleveland for class on Wednesday I encountered two problematic situations – one that was uber annoying and one that was one hundred and three percent dangerous. Let’s discuss:

Annoyed & Angsty: I started my drive on Wednesday feeling really good. I had a nice full tank of gas, a fresh coffee, and I had plenty of time to get to school with at least twenty minutes to spare to study for my French test. Everything was smooth sailing until I got on the road I take to get on the highway. For a long stretch of the street, the speed limit is 45, so other drivers and myself included are usually going a solid five to seven MPH over. Unfortunately, this common vehicular courtesy did not apply to the old timer in front of me who was going at least fifteen MPH under the speed limit, traveling at roughly thirty MPH. I. Was. LIVID.

So I’m driving along, still trying to put the pedal to the metal to get this geezer moving and he literally wouldn’t budge. Thanks to my bad luck of getting stuck behind this guy, a road that usually takes me ten minutes to drive on took me an extra five to seven minutes, dwindling my study refresher session time lower and lower. Now some of you guys are probably thinking “big deal” and in the long run, it isn’t that huge of a deal. But what if it was you who was potentially going to run late for work, class, or a date? Wouldn’t you be pissed too? I can see someone driving at the speed limit exactly but fifteen under?? Jesus.

Irritated & Endangered: Finally, I lost my senior citizen friend once he turned down the street and I was back in business. I made it to the traffic light before the highway and would be the first to drive off to the Tri-C sunset as soon as it turned green. “Yes!” I thought to myself, “what could possibly go wrong now?” ….Apparently a lot.

The light changed to green and I fired up the LRLM engine for a highway adventure. I got onto the entrance ramp and began to pick up speed when all of a sudden BAM, I slammed on my breaks hard. Everything in my passenger seat went flying to the floor and my heart was racing a gazillion miles a minute…I was stuck behind another old timer. This is no exaggeration when I say that this driver was going at approximately twenty MPH on a highway entrance ramp.

I am SO thankful that I have extremely fast reflexes and could hit my breaks in time because there was no way I could have seen this vehicle from farther away. The car was beyond the curve of the ramp, so it was out of my line of vision – but when I  made the curve coming in hot at close to fifty MPH the car was right fucking there. Not only am I thankful that my breaks were functional and efficient enough to bring my car to a full stop from such a high speed but I’m so lucky that there was no one behind me either. If there was another traveler behind me, there is a very good chance he would have rear ended me, slamming me into the slow poke, and totaling my car completely.

At first I was shaken up…I could have been in a potentially life threatening accident. But then, I was infuriated. I was enraged that this senior citizen who clearly couldn’t use the entrance ramp properly was even there. Everyone knows that those ramps are there to get you close to highway speed before getting on one so how can that happen if someone is going at twenty MPH??

Everyone thinks that it’s the fast drivers that cause the most damage and that’s probably true but slow drivers are just as dangerous. I’m not writing this post to be mean or say that all old people can’t drive, but my god, there should come a point when they shouldn’t be on the road anymore. I am a firm believer that everyone beyond a certain age should have to take some sort of driving test to keep their license to prevent the situations that I encountered yesterday. I’m so happy I got to school safe and sound but I’m still so fired up about the whole thing and I really just CAN’T EVEN.

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So there you have it, I Can’t Even – A White Girl Memoir. This rant was something I really needed to get off of my chest, so thanks for letting me ramble! Has anyone had a situation similar to mine while driving? How do you feel about mandatory driving tests after a certain age? I wanna hear from all of you, so leave me a comment and let’s chat! Much love. -Sarah