"Spelling It Like It Is" by Tori Spelling

"Most everyone who reads this review (hell, everyone) will undoubtedly lose most of whatever respect they had for me. But I don't care. That's right, people - I bought AND read Stori Telling by Tori Spelling. Soak it up. Breath it in. You're related to me." - Me, after my review of Tori Spelling's first book, 'Stori Telling'

Well, it's the moment you've all been waiting for - or at least braced yourself for - the review of Tori's fourth book Spelling It Like It Is. You've gotta love that T, she knows how to incorporate her name into everything. 

Ok - so I read Stori Telling, then Mommywood, and then Unchartered Territori. Obviously I was going to read this one.

However, while I stand by my love, inexplicably, for all things Tori, I was a little disappointed in this book. I know, I know, I'm disappointed enough in myself as it is, you don't have to rub it in. 

 And it wasn't because it was hard to get through - um, I read it in two days and that's only because I had to go to work in between - or because it didn't have the usual Tori charm sewn into it. It did. Obviously. She's Tori. 

But there was something a little bit....narcissistic in this one that I somehow missed in the first three. And while I know it will shock you to read that a Hollywood actress would be a tad self-centered, for some reason it just seemed less charming this time around. 

That's not to say that the one and only Donna Martin doesn't have a story to tell - holy hell! She nearly died while pregnant with her fourth child, Finn, and that was no joke. It gets graphic and scary and emotional and really did help T put things into perspective (even if she did have her hospital room decorated with chic wallpaper to help get through hard times. I mean, she's Tori Spelling. Of course she put up wallpaper in her hospital room.)

But there was something a little empty to the notion that they were broke while she describes moving from house to house in Malibu, among other places, and switching hotel rooms from a place with no room service to a place with room service and "ski on, ski off" services for their winter vacation. 

I'd like to invite her over to my 800 square foot apartment where the fact that we have a heated bathroom basically made my life. It's all about perspective, people.

But overall, if you're a fan of Tori, or Tori and Dean, or scary pregnancy stories, or lots of random animals, or celebrity bios.....definitely read it! I give it a B to Tori's other knock-em-outta-the-park A's. 

I still heart you, Tori. And I read your blog every day. 

(um....recommended for no one in my family? Obviously. But I had to review it anyway.)