Lately, I can’t log into Facebook or Instagram without being inundated with a Girl, Wash Your Face quote or some #bossbabe talking about how Rachel Hollis changed their life.
Girl, stop reading this CRAP. This book was nothing but an ode to privileged upper middle class women who are bored with life, and I am here to tell you that WE ARE SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT.
Girl, Wash Your Face’ Is One Of The Worst Self Help Books I’ve Ever Read
Rachel Hollis, the author, is founder of the lifestyle website thechicsite.com. The “christian book” is all about how she is fearlessly revealing the messiness of her life to stop believing the lies which left her feeling overwhelmed through her passion and hustle. She’s uses her “wisdom and online popularity” to make you feel bad about who you were in high school or about how you should be losing weight.
Hollis spent an entire chapter of Girl, Wash Your Face talking about how she gave up diet coke. She went on and on about how diet coke was controlling her life and it was all she could think about every day.
She decided she had to give it up because she like, really needed to let go of how she couldn’t stop thinking about diet coke.
Girl, stop reading this CRAP.
Are you kidding me with this? If your life is so uncomplicated and easy that the biggest problem you have is worrying about the fact that you look forward to your Diet Coke every day, then you are NOT QUALIFIED to be giving others advice.
You just aren’t.
In fact, the fact that there’s a book out there with full of uppity advice like the diet coke conundrum is a slap in the face to people with real problems. She’s so damn joy filled and exuberant about how she can live with passion, and she just loves sharing tips about her readers break free from their mundane lives, because, Girl, wash your face stop apologizing!
When people who deal with things like kids who need surgery, divorce, extreme poverty, loss, and so so much more they don’t need advice about how to give up a diet coke that is consuming their life. They don’t need to be told to WASH THEIR FACE and move on.
Do you really need to be told that? Does anyone really need to be told by a woman in a fitted flannel and (ironic) Converse to put on their big girl panties?
No. Nobody needs to read a book like this.
To all those mompreneuer book club types out there, that are a big fan of this book, just STOP. Stop talking about this book. You can be better without this.
This book shouldn’t even exist. The fact that it’s spent weeks on the best seller list– the fact that so many women are using it as their #bible is a damn travesty.
I am here to say that we don’t need to wash our faces when faced with real tragedy. We don’t need to be told to just suck it up. We need to know how to cope. We need friends and love in a time of need, not a book about like super serious problems that aren’t actually problems in the first place.
They don’t need to be told to WASH THEIR FACE and move on.
So, if you’re over this whole movement. This whole “privileged people have problems too,” and just ready to pull your hair out, then do yourself a favor– skip this book.
Skip this ridiculousness, and please don’t use it as a life guide. Find something else to inspire you.
Hell inspire yourself. That’s what I am going to do.
Oh, and I am going to do it while sipping on a diet coke.