When a memoir is titled Everything Is Perfect When You’re a Liar, I’m not sure how much of it to believe. Some of Kelly Oxford’s stories seemed just a little too out there. Did the mother she’d previously portrayed as overprotective really let her 17-year-old daughter fly to Los Angeles with a friend and just $200 and cookies as Oxford writes in “Finding Leo?” Furthermore, the adventures in that particular chapter (getting pot from Andy Dick, being maybe almost set up for rape by a guy claiming to be Jackie Chan’s interpreter, and taking off for Las Vegas with some random guys) just didn’t ring true; maybe one of those things happened, but all of them? It seems likely there was quite a bit of embellishment and maybe that was supposed to be the point, but the stories weren’t funny except the first few from Oxford’s childhood. The grandiose tales of Oxford’s narcissistic greatness did amuse when coming from a 12-year-old, but were sad coming from an adult who married well very young and has never had to support herself.
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