I'm dressed just like my sister!

I’ve been reading a lot of autobiographies lately; Lena Dunham, Amy Poehler and Sarah Silverman have recently been devoured, but Tina Fey and Mindy Kaling’s autobiographies have also graced my nightstand in recent years. All this reading about funny women has me thinking, if I were to enter the crowded market of humorous autobiographies by women I would stand out by doing a joint autobiography with my sister. A few suggested titles (all from recent text exchanges):

  • I need your help.

  • I don’t know what’s worse, yoga or bronchitis.

  • I wanna go.

  • I’m dressed just like my sister!

  • I’m listening to Soundgarden.

A few sample chapters:

  • Damn it Ginni, did you puke? This chapter would include highlights from our college years and all the times we started to have fun but had to stop because I became allergic to whatever fun we were having.

  • Charlotte’s Got a Lot. We grew up on chain restaurants with lots of fields. Our major Charlotte celebrities were Carrot Top, Ric Flair and the Rock 'N' Roll Express. Our Charlotte was very different than the Charlotte you see today.

  • Have you been behaving too much? Other titles under consideration: Have you had too much coffee? Do you need to scream? Maybe you should run around the block…

  • Can anyone see me? A collection of our most embarrassing moments. 

P.S. Our dressing alike as kids has influenced our adult behavior. 

 Christmas Twins

Christmas Twins