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Nigella Christmas: Food, Family, Friends, Festivities
Our Bodies, Ourselves: Menopause
Mortified: Love Is a Battlefield
This compilation of teenaged angst had its moments, but they were few and far between. More squirms than guffaws for me. I seem to prefer my adolescent agony fictionalized- it's way less dramatic that way. Oh my gawd, I could die when he looks at me... yeah, yeah, yeah.
