(Fag/Hanger On/)Brother Don't Preach

So basically I can't stop reading Christopher Ciccone's memoirs, Life With My Sister, Madonna; it's juicy as hell and in a way that I can't really articulate you, just get the feeling that, albeit through biased eyes, most of what he claims in the book is true. He doesn't make terribly outrageous accusations about his sister (although he does about some other Hollywood heavy hitters of yesteryear; Cher, Seymour Stein, Lauren Hutton) he just presents her reign of our culture over the past 25 years through a different perspective; one from an intimate, private side (as private as the world's most public person's life could be); one from a side that hasn't spun the stories, the mythology over the years in Madonna's favor, in fact nobodies favor, which leads to believe most of these stories.
However, that also doesn't mean that I don't also think Christopher is jealous, jaded, spiteful, resentful, and immature. By all means, I don't think he's a bad person, I just think, like Madonna, he too has himself and his best interests first, which is very apparent in the book, and he too wants attention, validation, and praise as he takes every other breath in the book to comment on his past professional "accomplishments"; the books reads more like a glorified resume with sidebar notes scribbled in containing Madonna gossip; big, interesting sidebars, but sidebars nonetheless.

Irregardless he was on the best late-night talk show on television at the moment, my idol, Chelsea Handler's Chelsea Lately (every night on E!) and he was extra narcissistic; Chelsea keeps him in his place, though!

Still, if you really like Madonna, not just her music but are in some way obsessed with her as a person, the book is the best trashy, beach book you'll find all summer!