A really funny, warming look at masculinity. Rob writes this as a part memoir, part autobiography, part desire to spread a message. He’s aware of the strange lens and platform he has writing about others in his life, and his ability to omit things from his life. Despite this, his writings comes off as wonderfully charming, and best of all – honest. He doesn’t seem to mince details about himself and it makes this book a wonderful detoxicating reminder of how normal life can be even for ‘celebrities’. He tackles the issue of masculinity throughout without turning the novel into a polemic. While I wouldn’t say he has any grand revelations about it, or how to manage modern masculinity, I don’t think that’s exactly necessary. Sometimes an honest, thoughtful account of ones own trouble with masculinity is enough.