Bristol Palin vents about her ex and the McCains, but if she's learned some life lessons they don't come through in her memoir.
It seems Bristol Palin has lived several lifetimes in her 20 years.
At an age when most 20-year-olds are adjusting to college and doing their own laundry, the eldest daughter of Sarah Palin had already: broken her own vow to remain celibate until marriage; became a teenage mother; stumbled through an on-again, off-again troubled relationship with the father of her child; entered the fray of reality TV on “Dancing with the Stars”; and got media-savvy fast on the 2008 McCain-Palin campaign trail.
Did we forget to mention she’s also published a memoir?
Not Afraid of Life: My Journey So Far, hit shelves Tuesday and its already creating waves. The younger Ms. Palin dishes on everything, from losing her virginity while drunk on wine coolers, to her combustible relationship with “the gnat named Levi Johnston,” to her intense dislike for the McCains.
(Mr. Johnston, of course, will be releasing his own memoir, “Deer in the Headlights: My Life in Sarah Palin’s Crosshairs,” later this summer. We’ll report later on the quarter-life memoir trend.)
Palin begins her book with her account of the seminal night that “would affect my life in ways a teenager could not comprehend.”
She recounts a summer night in high school when she went on a camping trip with Johnston, got woozy on wine coolers, and woke up the next morning in a tent, next to Johnston’s empty sleeping bag.
“I could tell by the evidence in the tent that all of my plans, my promises, and my moral standards had disappeared in one awful night in a series of bad decisions,” Palin writes, adding that she then immediately felt obliged to marry Johnston.