While I enjoyed a few "Love Letters" to Pop Culture circa the 2000s, many of the writing/experiences were lost in translation because I didn't have the same upbringing or experiences, so it was hard to see past the "tackiness" of some things. The way she feels about Creed is the same way I feel about Nickelback (I wrote it for prosperity now). But most of the time, the "love letters" felt more like diatribes to air dirty laundry or come clean but throwing in pop culture to make it worthwhile. I don't know, but the author's voice bugged more from 50 percent on. I enjoyed the first half more than I enjoyed the second.

I received an ARC from Netgalley and Vintage.