“Humor's an excellent way to make a point more palatable and/or relatable.”
Jen Lancaster“I just thank God my husband and I found each other before the advent of social media. I can't imagine dating someone and seeing what they're doing on their Facebook page. And people breaking up with each other over texts now? We had to break up with each other face to face back then.”
Jen Lancaster“There's nothing fun about stuff like estate planning, getting mammograms, or talking to a guy about long term disability insurance, but do it anyway. Trust me, the stress of not having done the above is prematurely aging.”
Jen Lancaster“I realized I couldn't have one foot in the fiction world and one foot in the nonfiction world, which is why 'Here I Go Again' is so not me. I didn't graduate from high school in the '90s, I never listened to metal music, and I don't time travel.”
Jen Lancaster“I've always been able to cook Italian food. That's in my blood because I'm half Sicilian.”
Jen Lancaster“When it comes to matters of pro sports, politics or palate, disparate sides claim their party, team and cola to be superior.”
Jen Lancaster“Remember when Japan was cool? We used to run around with 'Mr. Roboto' on our Walkmans, 'The Karate Kid' in our Betamaxes and wore T-shirts embossed with the characters for 'storm sewer' and 'dishwasher.'”
Jen Lancaster“Humor's an excellent way to make a point more palatable and/or relatable.”
Jen Lancaster“I'm a humor writer, so I don't always present myself in the best light.”
Jen Lancaster“Amen,' I exclaim, accidentally spitting out a Raisinet. I pick up the chocolate with a Kleenex and stuff it in my purse. Ten bucks says a month from now I'll have forgotten about it and will finally have said heart attack when I assume a rat shat in there.”
Jen Lancaster“You know what? We need a recession in this country, because that would finaly weed out al the subnormal, underdeveloped, stupefied, puerile people in this workforce.”
Jen Lancaster, Bitter Is the New Black: Confessions of a Condescending, Egomaniacal, Self-Centered Smartass, Or, Why You Should Never Carry A Prada Bag to the Unemployment Office