I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman (Unabridged)
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Publisher Description
With her disarming, intimate, completely accessible voice, and dry sense of humor, Nora Ephron shares with us her ups and downs in I Feel Bad About My Neck, a candid, hilarious look at women who are getting older and dealing with the tribulations of maintenance, menopause, empty nests, and life itself.
The woman who brought us When Harry Met Sally . . . discusses everything–from how much she hates her purse to how much time she spends attempting to stop the clock: the hair dye, the treadmill, the lotions and creams that promise to slow the aging process but never do. Oh, and she can’t stand the way her neck looks. But her dermatologist tells her there’s no quick fix for that.
Ephron chronicles her life, but mostly she speaks frankly and uproariously about life as a woman of a certain age.
Utterly courageous, wickedly funny, and unexpectedly moving in its truth telling, I Feel Bad About My Neck is an audiobook of wisdom, advice, and laugh-out-loud moments, a scrumptious, irresistible treat.
APPLE BOOKS REVIEW
The only thing better than reading Nora Ephron’s delightful I Feel Bad About My Neck is hearing the rom-com legend read the book herself. Published in 2006, Ephron’s essay collection offers hilarious late-life reflections on what it means to be a woman, a parent, a journalist, and a wannabe chef. Whether she’s telling us about the existential meaning of reading glasses, the struggles of hanging on to a rent-controlled Manhattan apartment, or the indignity of facing down the physical realities of her mid-60s, the When Harry Met Sally screenwriter is always witty and relatable. We miss her terribly.
Customer Reviews
Relatable only if you came from extreme privilege
Grow up with a private cook? Spend thousands on beauty products? Live on NYC’s upper East Side? Intern in the White House? Maybe it’s for you. Otherwise, move along. You’ll thank me later.
I feel bad about my neck
This woman is unbelievably snooty. If you’re entertained by extreme displays of snobbery you may enjoy it but I can’t get past the first few chapters, don’t think you will find relatability because of age or gender, this is all about social elitism, but not in a self reflection or entertaining way, just babbling!