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<![CDATA[Baabia added 'Twilight']]>
http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/79191088
to: Twilight (Twilight, #1)byStephenie Meyer
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<![CDATA[Baabia added 'Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By in America']]>
http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/78536755
to: Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By in AmericabyBarbara Ehrenreich
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<![CDATA[Baabia added 'A Massive Swelling: Celebrity Reexamined as a Grotesque Crippling Disease and Other Cultural Revelations']]>
http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/76020917
to: A Massive Swelling: Celebrity Reexamined as a Grotesque Crippling Disease and Other Cultural Revelations (Paperback)byCintra Wilson
Would rate this lower if I could. It doesn't take much guts to attack the beauty industry or celebrity culture, but Cintra Wilson acts like she's Che fucking Guevara for making fun of an actor's haircut and pointing out (are you sitting down for this?) being a celebrity isn't actually all that great. Save yourself the time and just watch Britney's video for "Lucky." It's the same message.
Oh, and the writing is way too punchy and snarky for my tastes. It might work for a short blog post, but not for a series of essays. They run together and create a monotonous, mind-numbing hum.
Baabia
took the never-ending book quiz.