Traci Lords

Reading this book was anticlimactic. My initial exposure to Traci Lords was during the 90's, when she was hot and interesting. I liked her electronic CD. I liked her in the movie "Hairspray." She is so pretty, too. Unfortunately, reading this book was painful, and I found myself laughing at her. Nobody prepared me for her obnoxious self-indulgence.

I felt bad for Traci Lords, up until I read this book. I knew she was raped when she was a child. I knew she ran away to find herself mired in the pornography industry, which she entered at a precocious (and illegal) age. I knew she battled drug addiction. That is enough to make you say, "Awww....."

My big mistake was reading Traci Lords' memoir! Traci gives the entire minutiae of her "porn career" and "drug addiction." Perhaps this would have been a nightmarish story, if it engulfed many years of Traci's life. However, that was not the case. By the end of the book, I felt thoroughly disgusted that she wrote about "doing cocaine for six months" and got a book deal! If I got a book deal every time I "partied," I would be rich now! She probably made enough money off this book to buy "cocaine for life."

Traci Lords = after school special

I am not the right audience for this book because my actual life experiences have been much more "hardcore" than Traci Lords' autobiography. That is a problem when the book is meant to elicit pity from the reader.

I would recommend this book to you, if you loved "Go Ask Alice."… (meer)