Southern Lady Code by Helen Ellis

It’s been a long time since I read a book that had me mark “Did Not Like It” on Goodreads. Southern Lady Code just got worse and worse the longer I read. The humor felt completely outdated, and I didn’t find it funny. Ellis romanticizes some really messed up stuff, does that gross “gay friends as trophies” thing that straight women so often do, is casually ableist, and brushes off racism like it’s a cute, innocent character flaw. I really enjoyed the stories in Ellis’s American Housewife, and I think that’s the only reason I held out hope for this book and didn’t set it aside.