a nutshell: this (stunningly written) memoir is a testament to self-love at a time when self-criticism is more in vogue – though not without flaws, it explores what it is to be a woman in a society set up for men and an immigrant in a society set up against outsiders
a line: “We know all I’ll get from biting my tongue is blood”
an image: I really liked how Zaman continually revisits her selves at various ages (3, 5, 11, 13, 18, 23, 27, 29) to mend & arrange the pieces
a thought: I found myself incredibly infuriated by some of the memoir’s male figures, particularly the one (anon. so as not to give anything away) who repeatedly orders her to “be less” – to tone down her intelligence/beauty – and her observations on the nonchalance with which he wounds, this noose woven by own hands
a fact: born in Bangladesh & raised in Thailand, the author graduated with degrees in Theater and Women’s Studies and made a living in NYC from acting/modelling/babysitting before deciding to dedicate a year to writing this book
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