Observant blog readers will notice that I occasionally read diet and fashion books (but not very often, and now I remember why). This one caught my eye though – the reviews on Amazon proclaimed it “sensible” and I think that’s what attracted me. One of the authors (can’t remember which one) is a food writer, and I thought, well, that has to be a challenge, to be a slim food writer, so maybe she’s got some good advice.
She does (and her co-author, too) – there is good sensible information in this book about portion control, about making good food choices, about avoiding fad diets. There are also some appealing recipes. The problem is I have heard it all before. The other problem is the pink cover with the cartoony black dress, and what it represents. I am not 13 and probably neither are most of this book’s readers; why must the cover look like it was designed to appeal to a middle-schooler? And to take the whole thing to another level of criticism, there is the girlfriendy tone, and the anecdotes about how we’ve all been tempted to spend the rent money on those fabulous boots that would change our lives. Well, I have never been tempted to spend the rent money on boots. I spend the rent money on rent. And I never for a moment have thought that owning a certain pair of boots would change my life. Even if the message here is that it’s smarter to resist, I can’t help but feel that the book insults my intelligence with assumptions like these.
Am I overreacting? Should I have expected this? I don’t watch Sex and the City. I don’t read fashion magazines. I should just not even try reading books with bright pink covers.