Just know from the start that it wasn’t supposed to go like this. All we wanted was to get near them. That’s why we got a room in the hotel where they were staying.
We were not planning to kidnap one of them. Especially not the most useless one. But we had him—his room key, his cell phone, and his secrets.
We were not planning on what happened next.
From thrilling new talent Goldy Moldavsky comes a pitch-black, hilarious take on fandom and the badass girls who have the power to make—or break—the people we call “celebrities.”
Holy crap, this book was insane! I was never a fangirl myself, steering clear from One Direction or Belieber fans at my school and SuperWhoLock bloggers on Tumblr. For those of you who are (or were) deep into any fandom, this book is full of jaw-dropping, sometimes cringe-worthy humor that dips dangerously into the truth behind those obsessions, and looks at the “real” lives behind everyone’s favorite boy band. If you (like me) weren’t a diehard fan of anything in your teenage years, a lot of this book might be lost on you or come off as some ridiculously elaborate joke, poking fun at all those groups you just weren’t that into. For the rest of y’all, I would recommend this book as a nudge of reminiscence, whether you look back fondly on those phases or not. Sometimes a book is just a good read so you can tell yourself, “Well, at least I wasn’t that crazy!” (Or maybe to laugh because you so totally were.)
Quite a few times, I laughed out loud at the sheer absurdity of it all. I’ve seen reality shows that weren’t this mirthfully entertaining. If you’re looking for a roller coaster ride of a book, geared towards the teenage fangirl inside of you, buckle up and get ready to course along at a daring pace that picks up just as you think they’re going too far, and zooms off with a surprise twist that pulls you through the next chapter, and the one after that, right until the end.