I absolutely loved it. While reading I felt like mine and Nina‘s (or even the author‘s) brain are on the same wavelength - I felt understood and seen. I‘m not in my thirties yet and I may not be able to relate to friends getting married and having children, but I do know what it‘s like when a close friend falls in love and gets completely sucked into her new relationship, what it‘s like to date and be left confused or what it feels like when you‘re growing up and notice how your relationship with your parents is changing and you‘re longing for someone to pick you up and tell you everything’s gonna be fine. Dolly Alderton manages to write about all this in such a relatable, witty, I think sometimes slightly cynical but heartfelt way. That‘s also why I loved „Everything I Know About Love“ so much. So I think if you like to read books about life and love and how sometimes it sucks and sometimes it‘s great and we have to kind of do our best with that - you‘re gonna like this one. And in case someone wants to know: here are some text passages I highlighted: „I also resented how much the visibility of his ageing seduced me - had it been worn by a woman, I might have found it haggard rather than weathered. Only a species as accommodating and nurturing as women could fetishize the frame of a sedentary middle-aged man and call it a 'dad bod' or rebrand a white-haired, grumpy pensioner as a 'silver fox'.“ „He felt like he had to escape something, but he didn't know what and he didn't know where to go. I told him I thought that was the sensation commonly known as adulthood.“ „I was reminded of how annoyingly delicious these patronizing traditions of heteronormativity could be. Of course, the rational part of my brain wanted to tell him that he was no more capable of receiving the oncoming blow of a crashing car than I was, and his act of supposed chivalry made no sense. But I liked him standing on the outside of the pavement. I liked feeling like I was a precious and valuable thing to be guarded, like a diamond necklace in transit with a security guard. Why was a sprinkling of the patriarchy so good when it came to dating? I resented it. It was like good sea salt - just a tiny dash could really bring out the flavour of the date and it was so often delectable.“ „'Love is homesickness,' I once read in a book. The author's therapist had told her that the pursuit of love in adulthood is just an expression of missing our mums and dads - that we look for intimacy and romance because we never stop wanting parental security and attention. We simply displace it.“