As a total Tina Fey fangirl, I was surprised I hadn’t read Bossypants yet, and when my mother-in-law found out, she bought it and sent it to me right away. She loves Tina Fey too, and we’ve talked about how we both wanted to be her when we grew up. Only neither of us could really explain exactly what this would have sounded like if we had mentioned it back in the day. And now we were just happy someone got to be Tina Fey when they grew up, that someone that awesome and that funny exists.
Reading Bossypants was fun. It was like talking to Tina Fey one-on-one, less the Liz Lemon-isms that you inconciously turn into Tina Fey traits. It shouldn’t have surprised me, but it did, when Tina wrote about her co-workers, and listed their “most valuable jokes.” I realized I assumed Tina wrote them all, that Tina was Liz, and Bossypants showed me where I was wrong. Which was fun. Of course I wanted more about things like her relationship with Amy Poehler, more tidbits about her real life. But I got the feeling that readers of Bossypants (me too) are just happy to have any illusion of hanging out with Tina Fey.
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