I’m not sure how I first found out about Daisy Buchanan; it was possibly via a feature either in Glamour or Grazia magazine. So, you can imagine how delighted I was to hear about How To Be A Grown Up, which is out in paperback today.
“How to be a grown up” is a wonderful title; because, can we be honest, I’m still trying to work this out. At nineteen, I’m not a child anymore-but I’m not what you’d call a fully fledged, functioning adult. But this book is comforting for that reason; written to be reassuring, in reality, it sys that you’re doing fine.
Although I think the book is set out a little simplistically, I really liked how the chapters were divided-like how to fall in love, how to handle your finances. (Loving the manuel feel! We need something like this for teenage girls! I wish it had been around when I was growing up; getting older seemed so scary at times.)
I also like the areas that the author deals with. It’s comforting to have someone, in a book, actually say that everything is fine. And that here are my mistakes: you can learn from me.
The ‘lolz’: *
I do not think that I have laughed as much as I have when reading. The humour is abundant across the book! There were tears running down my face at times-best not read on the Tube. But Daisy makes a good point about men, at particular ages, make better friends. (She examines clique, cliche behaviour-kind of bitchy behaviour at times.)
Examples of her own experience had a lot of variants; the bluntest, funniest thing, was when she was saying how they’d tell her they could hear her ‘being intimate’ with her new boyfriend. And it sounded like a seal being clubbed to death…Oh, and how, growing up in a Catholic family, they played a word association game. It caused concern when one of the sisters got to duck.
* Ughh. I dislike myself sometimes.
What I would have changed:
Maybe this book could benefit from some added practical details. To me, How To Be A Grown Up involves things such as taxes, buying a house (maybe) or renting, having a job, saving for a pension, going on a holiday by yourself. When growing up, no educational institution ever gave us information about this; we were told about mathematical theories that I don’t use, and what happened in the Middle Ages.
If you have a teenager-aged seventeen, eighteen, whatever-please, give her this book. It will be a massive help to them; we need to give them this book.
Disclaimer: I was sent this book free, in order to review. This post contains my honest opinion. See my disclaimer here.