Today I’d like to discuss a New York Times bestseller book written by my girl power comrade and she-hero, Kris Carr. The book is called Crazy Sexy Diet, but let me begin with a few disclaimers about the title breakdown. Someone once told me “I’m kinda crazy” in a good way. (Backhanded compliment? Truth hurts?) As for sexy…depends on the definition. (But if this momma-of-a-toddler gets a shower, my chances of achieving outward sexiness drastically improve!) And then there’s the diet thing. (I try not to eat grease, does that count?) So perhaps today’s featured diet book might come as a surprise to you. Maybe this isn’t my typical reading, but I know Kris and this self-proclaimed wellness warrior just doesn’t know how to disappoint.
This book contains gobs of info on how to live healthier, top to bottom, and Kris does a great job making the tone friendly. A cancer survivor, Kris’s disease (which she refers to as her “shit pickle”) could not be treated, so she set out of a journey of self-healing. Her successful treatment (the very short version) has been cutting stress, exercising, breathing and eating like a veg-head. Some stuff is common sense, but delivered in a way that makes you stop reading and say “wow” out loud, in a way like something just clicked in your brain. (Am I the only person that does this?)
Confession time: I’m a carnivore. Like, the kind of meat-eater that gets offended by vegetarianism as a concept. And I have to tell you, after reading chapter 4, Tushie & Milk Mustaches, I put down my book and had a little moment of enlightenment. For the first time I really thought about meat, where it comes from, why we eat it, if we eat too much and what it would be like to try something different. This book is effective, because it does not scare you into these ideas. Instead Kris presents you with facts, and this pink-streaked-sister lets you run with the information at your own speed.
I find it easy to be horrified into life changes when they make so much sense, especially for my kid. He’s almost 2, and reading about all the ridiculous hormones they are pumping into animals (which is transferred to the eater in some way) absolutely sickened me. What adult hasn’t looked at kids these days and scratched their heads, wondering why things are so different now? Sure, lots of things change and generations roll with that…but our Standard American Diet (Kris fittingly calls it “SAD”) may be the reason that kids’ lifetimes become shorter than their parents’. I want my kiddo to have a healthier and longer life than me and his grandparents.
I read several of the glowing 100+ reviews on Amazon, and big note to all authors out there: Follow Kris’s lead. She knows how to authentically build a community that are incredibly loyal. They responded when she asked for their help to make the book a NYT bestseller…and it happened. Kris’s success is not a miracle of the modern publishing industry or luck. It is a result of being dedicated to a message that helps people, and those people hollerin’ back.
That said, I saw a non-glowing review about this book that I’d like to respond to. One person claimed that Kris’s message is misogynistic for having the word “sexy” in the title. This reader argued that being sexy isn’t what we should be striving for, just for the sake of pleasing men. While I get what she’s saying, mostly because I’ve heard this same complaint over the past 10 years with Girls Fight Back, I think it’s ignorant. It’s also resistance to damn good marketing. Then again, maybe we just have a different definition of sexy, or perhaps there are two versions: inward and outward sexiness. To me, sexy is more about the inward stuff, the thoughts/feelings you have about yourself. Sexy is feeling powerful. Sexy is confidence. Sexy is believing you’re beautiful, no matter what you look like. Sexy is being courageous enough to wrestle your shit pickle to the ground, whatever it may be (illness, divorce, being unemployed, etc)…then standing up and walking away with a big freakin’ trophy. And if you look damn good while doing so, and someone finds you sexually irresistible in the process, then YEE HAW Xena Warrior Princess!
Overall I find it easy to trust someone whose diet is also her cancer treatment plan. The fact she makes this book hilarious to read is merely blended veggies in a margarita glass (more appropriate than “icing on the cake”). Big props to Kris and her team at Crazy Sexy Life. Now I’m gonna conclude by busting out a phrase I heard often while living in New Jersey: DO YOURSELF A FAVOR and go buy this book!