First of all, my twenties were not as chaotic as they perhaps should have been and maybe now I am making up for lost time now as I enter my thirties - I've lost count of the times I've gotten myself into a pickle of late.
But it's safe to say that Gordon's account of her so-called “decade of chaos” makes for a hilarious read, her memoir starting out when she is handed the wrong knickers post one night of passion with a delicious stranger. What follows is a series of anecdotes that involve questionable other halves, dodgy living arrangements, and the party scene of dear London Town.
I have to admit, that finishing the book made me shed a tear - it's not often a book does so! A hilarious and enjoyable read for anyone trying to make sense of what it's like trying to be an adult without not much of a clue of how to do so.