Genna Rivieccio
Never given her due in the 00s at the peak of the reign of white girl socialites like Paris H., Tate Carmichael demands the spotlight be redirected back to her. And if trying to buy her way into the glow of the flashbulbs didn’t do it, then maybe telling the truth about that strange (yet simpler) time called the 'aughts' will garner her rightful respek (a word she still uses sometimes thanks to the momentary slip-up of dating Ali G, who turned out, like so many people of the era, not to be a real person). So she presents to you, in this analog thing called a book, her tale of being the original enfant terrible of tabloid and internet gossip...never lauded for her 'badness' the way a certain other 'actress' posing as a true member of the socialite sistren was (and is).
