You Can’t Touch My Hair: And Other Things I Still Have to Explain Phoebe Robinson(2016, 320 pages) I came across this book in my stack and smiled, remembering that I had asked for it as a birthday gift years ago. I’m pretty sure I chose it for the title alone because I knew nothing about Phoebe Robinson. I learned she is a standup comedian, If you’re already a fan of hers, you’d probably enjoy it. But going in unfamiliar with her work, I found the book hard to follow. It is packed with TV and pop-culture references, and Robinson often starts with a point, veers into a long tangent about a film or show, and never fully returns to the original idea. The book ended up feeling scattered. When she began ranking the members of U2 by who she’d most want to sleep with, I stopped reading and put the book in my free library. 

While fans of Phoebe Robinson might enjoy her style, this was a helpful reminder for me not to choose books solely by their title or cover. Hopefully, the next reader will appreciate it more.