#GIRLBOSS

Definitely a good book, but nothing I haven't heard before in other books similar to it. If I need inspiration, I'll go back and listen to certain chapters.

Just awesome

This was really neat to hear Sophia's journey.

I tend to read books in a day or two. This one was so boring and repetitive that it took me a month. Not good. While the story of success is inspiring and something that can be looked up to, the story telling is awful. From cover to cover the author wants to make sure we know that she is unique, a loner and totally different than every other fashion guru. It gets old quick. I wanted to love this book but unfortunately it's one I won't recommend to anyone.

If you're looking for good business advice, I'll summarize the book for you:
Find something you like to do, use spell check on your resume and don't try to do everything by yourself.

That's it. The rest sounds like the rambling of a teenager who is brought down by “the man” but is also the boss of the “the man”.

I don't know how I managed to finish this book the first time I read it.
I guess I'm on another level of consciousness and intelligence, I pass.

I don't own or want to run a business, but this book was for me anyway. Who doesn't want to be a badass and live life on your own terms? I loved Sophia Amoruso's story, and while I could care less about business or fashion I learned a great deal about not listening to the people who tell you can't do something and just do it anyway. Badass. Great read. I'm buying a copy of this for my 17 year old daughter.

Disclaimer: I hadn't heard of Nasty Gal before picking this up. I just picked it up because it seemed fun and kinda about business and I like memoirs.

So, about 5%-10% of the book is about this lady's meteoric rise from eBay seller to fashion CEO person. That's pretty cool, I enjoyed that. The rest is a looooot of platitudinous platitudes, about how you have to follow your dreams and break the rules and wear stuff that makes you feel pretty and so on. There's a very early, studious distancing from hairy-armpitted, humorless FEMINISTS (cue horror music), perish the thought. There's a later admittance of a Halloween in 08 or 09 wherein the author went as a “blaxploitation actress”, complete with “Afro” and platform heels and so on. (She admits this was “politically incorrect” - hrrmmm, I might have used stronger language, but I guess I'm just being a humorless feminist about it, ho ho!) There's some stuff about “sigils” and magical thinking (which is strongly endorsed); as well as an assurance that the author's not into any of that “hippie dippie” New Age stuff (okay, very confusing, cuz the previous 500 words were about imbuing Internet passwords and necklace pedants with magic powers...).

You know those “how I got rich?” autobiographies by old rich white dudes, and how they talk a lot about making it via their own hard work and gumption? Working outside the system - mavericks, if you will? As if they operated in some sort of social vacuum? This is basically the fashion lady version of it. Lots of distancing from icky left wing ideals. Kind of a shallow take on, well, a lot of stuff. In the end, I found it grating and dull. shrug