I am a big Phoebe Robinson fan. Huge. Her writing style speaks to me and I value her opinions. In this, her second collection of essays, her opinions are out in full force. The thoughts shared this go ’round are a bit more serious, but they’re shared with Robinson’s same brand of irreverence.
The premise: our country isn’t looking her best right now and it kinda sux. Her arguments are well thought out – she’s done her research – but because she presents them in a fun tone with some fab pop culture references, I’m open to discussing traditionally tough topics, like the need for intersectionality in feminism, body shaming, interracial dating, and getting comfortable being lonely.
5 out of 5 stars.
Peaches to Apples 