My Horizontal Life

As someone who occasionally enjoys Chelsea Handler's show, and as someone who received glowing recommendations from friends, I was expecting a rip-roaring read. It's sort of meh. Frankly, the stories feel forced and several of them have nothing to do with her sexcapades. I'm not usually the type to be offended, but this book got into that rarified category. Frankly, Chelsea comes off as a jerk and didn't find the self-deprecation sweet spot. I'm considering not checking out her other books or watching anything but the round table portion of her show after reading this book. Oh, and Chelsea oddly doesn't read her own book on the audio version, which is a strange choice.