Dear Girls by Ali Wong
Dating, family, marriage, sex, food, pregnancy – stand-up comedian Ali Wong goes on a frank journey through the messiness of life in her new memoir
In Ali Wong’s own words: she is not Maya Angelou, nor is she Malcolm Gladwell, Dan Brown, or that moustache guy who faked his memoir and got yelled at by Oprah. But in her own memoir, told through letters to her daughters, Wong doesn’t need to be anyone else other than her brilliant, hilarious self.
Beginning with how she met (trapped) her husband, through pregnancy, parenthood and a life in comedy, her secrets and straight-talking advice to living your best life are a delight to behold, cutting through preconceptions she herself held, deconstructing those of others and their unending questions and comments projected on her own success.
Each letter feels strangely intimate while being packed with notes on erectile dysfunction, flies swarming bodily fluids, and pube-flashing comedy routines. A note from mother to daughters ripe with the unfiltered, filthy humour of her stand-up; most times you’ll laugh aloud, others you’ll feel a heart-warming sensation spread through your body (unlike most stories, no fluids are involved).
Ali Wong is a force both on the stage and page. Taking readers through her experiences and thoughts on dating, family, marriage, sex, food, pregnancy, and more, Dear Girls is a frank and hilarious journey through the messiness of life, from one of comedy’s finest.
Canongate, Out Now, £14.99