Lea Michele‘s the worst. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again probably another 5,000 times before I die, but I can’t help myself. She’s absolutely insufferable, not to mention has her head so far up her own ass, it pops back out on top of her shoulders again. Ugh. Anyway, someone thought it was a good idea to give the world’s specialest snowflake her own book – which she’s decided to call Brunette Ambition. Oh ho ho, aren’t we clever!
From The New York Times:
The latest addition to the to-do list of Ms. Michele, a star of the Fox musical comedy-drama, is a book that she will write for the Harmony Books imprint of Random House’s Crown Publishing Group, the publisher said Thursday.
Ms. Michele’s book, titled “Brunette Ambition” and planned for publication next spring, is described in a news release as a “part memoir, part how-to and part style guide” that chronicles its author’s passages “from normal Bronx-born schoolgirl to Broadway child star to lead actress in one of the most popular shows on television.” The release said the book would offer a “behind-the-scenes perspective” from Ms. Michele, who has also appeared on Broadway in “Spring Awakening,” “Fiddler on the Roof,” “Ragtime” and “Les Misérables,” as well as her “practical advice and lessons” for young women who hope to follow in her footsteps.
Ms. Michele said in a statement: “There wasn’t a guidebook when I was growing up, that detailed everything I would need to do, and know, to get where I am today. But I believe I can write one of sorts: not a how-to-make-it-in-show-business book, but a guide to harnessing tenacity, passion, enthusiasm and hard work to make your dreams come true.”
Okay, no. No on so many levels. I would never ever advocate growing up like she has to ANY child. It’s great for parents to love their kids, but hers loved her a little TOO much and turned her into an entitled, stuck-up brat with too much confidence (because yes, there is such a thing). Second of all, your style? It’s the poor man’s Zooey Deschanel. It doesn’t take rocket science, lady, and we certainly don’t need notes from you.
Bet you the Glee fans will eat this shit up like candy, though.