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I’ve been reading more memoirs recently, so when Sex in the Museumpopped up on Netgalley, it sounded like something interesting and a little bit different from what I’d been reading. Of course, I happened to get approved for five galleys in the same week, and I also had five library books come in from holds at the same time, too. This all happened as I was starting a new class for the first time in three years, and I was traveling. Needless to say, it was quite a bit going on at the same time, and that’s why I’m a little delayed in getting this review out.

I read the majority of this book in a neuro ICU waiting room in Virginia, and it was a welcome distraction from what was going on around me. I’m not entirely sure what I expected, but it was not this well-written, funny, intelligent book that educates as it goes.

We begin as Sarah takes a job at the Museum of Sex – something she never would have found if her ex hadn’t been wandering around her neighborhood one day. She wasn’t even sure if this would be a good job for her, but she grew into her position and started pumping out awesome exhibit after awesome exhibit. Seriously, there is not one exhibit that she mentions in this book that I wouldn’t want to check out.

Her writing is interesting and charming and feels more like fiction than a memoir. I visit New York pretty frequently, so maybe one of my next trips up, I’ll check out her museum.

Highly recommended!

Thanks to Netgalley and the publisher for the free copy!

Final rating: ★★★★☆