I love my book list posts. GIDDY is the only word I can think of to describe my demeanor when I’m compiling your recommendations. Seriously, I will have to figure out how to double the time in my day in order to tackle the list of twenty books I wrote down, thanks to everyone’s feedback. Y’all are my people. The book list has been a labor of love. I know
When IHGB reader Martha emailed me in March asking if I was ever going to release another Beaner Book List, I smiled. Martha and I get each other. We’ve never met, but I have a feeling we would be those friends who pass books back and forth. She’d call me to try and guess why I turned down the corner of a certain page. I would laugh at the jokes
Each year, celebrities fill their Instagram feeds with pictures of glam squads transforming their plain faces and stringy hair into charismatic human beings who are considered worthy of walking a red carpet next to fellow hot people. These superstars squish into a ballroom and count the seconds until the next commercial break so they can sidle up next to Matt Damon to breathe the same air, or lightly stalk Amy Schumer so
Dear Santa, Could you please get me some tickets to see Jimmy Fallon on The Tonight Show? I’d like to experience something like this up close and personal. Also, since I’ll be traveling to New York City, Hamilton tickets would be nice, too. You’re the greatest! Lincee
Dear Santa, I wrapped my present. I just need you to deliver it. Love, Lincee
