Sloane Crosley's essay collection examines the life of a 20-something with a collection of plastic ponies, a high alcohol tolerance, and low expectations in New York City.
I love this book. I love it so much that I lent it to someone for a year, and when I finally got it back, it was like being reunited with a long-lost, low commitment friend. And when I started to read it again, I was just as delighted as I was reading it the first time.
Crosley's essays are weird. They're bizarrely funny. They're like David Sedaris if David Sedaris was a young woman living in New York City. They're like calling and chatting with your best friend who lives far away, if your best friend who lives far away locks herself out of two apartments in one day and then has to deal with a sassy locksmith.
The standout essay in this collection is "You on a Stick," which describes Crosley's experience serving as the maid of honor for a long-lost high school acquaintance (to use the word friend would ruin the essay).
Read it, then buy it for your friends.