Can you review a book if you haven’t finished it? Well, that’s what is happening here. I was afraid that I would lose too many brain cells if I finished this book. I had such high hopes for this book: Nice Is Just a Place in France: How to Win at Basically Everything because I absolutely love the Instagram account associated with it. The fact that I saw hundreds of Instagram pics of people with the book was also encouraging.
When I started reading I thought it was a joke and I was waiting to get to the good part, 200 pages later, I was still searching for something, anything, redeeming about this book. This book is everything that is wrong with society and then some. No, I wasn’t offended by it, although I am sure many people are. It was worse than being offended, I was bored and unamused. Basically it’s about how to get ahead in life by blacking out, starving yourself and mooching off of your parents. There is a lengthy guide about how to appropriately use social media to get what you want out of life and it is just so far fetched by suggesting you can craft a status update that will attract a wealthy man to immediately want to propose to you. There is also a long description of how to appropriately stalk using social media, any girl that needs a guide for this has been missing out. Most, if not all, of the females I know could write a book on social stalking, so in my opinion that was just filler.
Here are a couple of honest reviews that put it better than I could: 
“I’d rather poke my own eyeballs out with a fork than finish this book.” HARSH!
This book condones, promotes and encourages drugs, anorexia, skin cancer and alcoholism to name a few things. Abuse of prescription pills is a must in order to be a “Betch.” You’re judged by your preferred choice of alcohol, if you choose Ketel One you are “old” – that line probably offended more than any of them. I love my dirty Ketel Martinis but in “Betch” years, I guess I am an old hag.
I knew it was time to put it down when my husband was sitting next to me and caught a glimpse of it and looked at me in horror and disgust and asked what the hell was I reading. I realized I was embarrassed to be reading such trash and I am not easily embarrassed.
Bottom line – don’t waste your money or brain cells on this catastrophic abomination of a book.
