Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes

Turns out me looking like a bootleg Diana Ross on this book's cover is not enough to entice folks to read this book. And it's apparently insufficient to tell websites to put the following on their page: Hilarious, smart, and very hot piece of A who makes the Mona Lisa look like a bowl of day-old refried beans-#SheBasic-wrote a great book, so buy it. So what ARE you getting into, if you choose to buy this book? Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes is my latest and timely essay collection! We've all been through a trying time, which is why I wrote something to make you laugh until you pee a little, feel until you want to rage a little, and think until you go back to laughing a little. That means telling you about the embarrassing accident that happened while quarantining with my boyfriend, the ways Black Lives Matter and performative allyship have taken center stage, my mom begrudgingly leaving her house so she could meet Michelle Obama, my decision to not have kids, and everything I've learned from running multiple companies (Pro tip: Always have a wig on standby for impromptu Zoom meetings). No pressure, but clicking buy right now is a win-win: you get all the laughs I drummed up; and I can sell a lot of copies for my brand new imprint, Tiny Reparations Books, and keep shelling out for extra guac.