Wow, No Thank You. by Samantha Irby7/1/2023 Irby’s work doesn’t avoid these large, lumpy moments. Though she’d been partially educated about periods, she’s still shocked to find that menstruation doesn’t deliver neat little spots of red in prim white underpants, but instead tend to involve large, lumpy clots (and somehow, make you shit even more than usual). In Meaty, Irby’s 2013 debut collection, a young Sam gets her period before her post-menopausal mother can prepare her. But in reality, Irby’s world consists of trying on orthopedic flip-flops, applying T-Gel to dandruff, and sorting through towels that somehow always manage to smell like mildew. She shares that she’s super nosy about how other people get beautiful and that she has her own desire to be a lavish, stylish, trendy, Instagram-face-mask-wearing person. The first essay in Wow, No Thank You, Irby’s most recent New York Times-bestselling collection, spoofs Into The Gloss (beauty brand Glossier’s magazine). Instead, she leans into moments with such sharp specificity and realness that it’s impossible not to cringe as hard as you laugh. Irby discusses racism, classism, and sexism in ways that feel refreshingly real, avoiding the oft-trodden space of detailing trauma via theory and flowery language. Since launching her blog Bitches Gotta Eat in 2009 and building an audience over time, Samantha Irby has cultivated a devoted following that adores her work and appreciates its authenticity. Samantha Irby, author of Wow, No Thank You (Photo credit: Ted Beranis)
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