I picked up this little cheese of a rhinestone while on my trip to the library because it looked fun, shiny and not very thick. And I was in the mood to read something light and light-hearted.
Holy hell, was I right.
I read Dolly’s book in about an hour and a half, and that’s with long beer and bathroom breaks, respectively.
The margins on each page were about two inches, on all four sides. The font was about size 18. And, I swear by this, the pages felt really thick. Like I was turning two at once.
But I am not dissing on Dolly. Like I said, it was exactly what I was looking for. And besides the cliches, Dolly’s humor and wisdom really shined through at certain points.
I like how she dressed up for this page.
And some of her advice was actually good stuff.
I know a lot of people who confuse dreams and wishes. Very true statement from the Dolly-mama there.
I really liked her book, though, that she dedicated this book to her father, who, she says, never learned to read but yet was so smart in other ways. This dedication, along with her Imagination Library that she talks about makes me appreciate reading in a new way.
It’s a valuable life skill to have and I’m very thankful for it.
Ah, reading. How I love thee.
And Dolly, too.