Name: Everything I Know about Love
Rating: 3.6 (12 reviews)
Author: Dolly Alderton

What’s in it for me? A fresh, frank account of early twenties girlhood

Poised on the brink of adulthood, Dolly Alderton imagined what life would have in store for her: excesses, adventures, career glory, and wild romance.

It didn’t exactly turn out like that. In her early twenties, Dolly embraced excess and adventure – think: getting kicked out of half the clubs in Camden and drinking with strange old men in London boozers before lunchtime – but excess and adventure didn’t always love her back. Before she became one of England’s most beloved journalists, podcasters, and authors, she had a string of unsatisfying jobs and lived a precarious freelance life where she saw the bottom of her bank overdraft more times than she cared to. As for wild romance – well, the string of unavailable, eccentric, and eminently unsuitable men she dated weren’t exactly heart-throbs.

But while her early twenties weren’t quite everything she’d imagined them to be, they might just have been everything she needed them to be, teaching her lessons about friendship, self-confidence, and what makes for a meaningful life. Now, she’s ready to share everything she’s learned with you.

Anything for a good story…

At approximately two in the morning, one night in the early 2010s, Dolly Alderton stumbled into the shopfront of a minicab company and announced she needed a ride to Leamington Spa. The three middle-aged cabbies who were drinking tea behind the desk burst into guffaws of laughter. Not because Alderton was inebriated – though, make no mistake, she was – but because the minicab office was in Finsbury Park, North London, and Leamington Spa is a quaint historical town south of Birmingham, just under 100 miles away from London down the M1 motorway.

They told Dolly she couldn’t be serious.

Undeterred, she countered that she was quite serious.

And, at the time, she was: she’d been drinking steadily for more than 12 hours. First, glass after glass of wine in the London sunshine of a mate’s back garden, then out in search of a party, a fruitless quest that led Dolly and a slightly-more-sober-friend up and down Oxford street in the city centre, then, at the slightly-more-sober friend’s behest, back to her flat in Finsbury Park. But Alderton wasn’t ready to give up on the night, so she began calling everyone in her mobile phone contacts list. Will – a crush from uni years – answered. Like Dolly, he’d been drinking all night and wasn’t ready to stop. The only problem was that he lived in Leamington Spa. But neither Dolly nor Will saw this as a real obstacle – besides, Dolly was so drunk that, while walking up and down Oxford street, she’d convinced herself she was in the city of Oxford, which was really rather close to Will (though not so close a fully sober person might consider making the journey there just to keep an afterparty going).

It would cost 200 pounds to take a cab from London to Leamington Spa. Dolly fronted up the first 100 in cash and convinced Will to pay the rest when she arrived. She was halfway sober when she arrived at Will’s at 5 in the morning. She and Will proceeded to remedy this state of affairs by smoking weed and fooling around in bed until 11am, then passing out together until 3 in the afternoon.

From the time she was a suburban schoolgirl, Dolly dreamed of being an adult. Adulthood, in her estimation, was filled with romance, adventures, and hedonism. At the notoriously party-loving university of Exeter, Dolly fell in with a group of girls who were just as committed to collecting adventures and experiences as she was. Hangovers and broken hearts were fine, as long as they got a good story out of it.

But once they left university, it seemed to Dolly that her friends were, very gradually, starting to calm down. Settle into careers, fall in love, start thinking about things like couple’s holidays in the Cotswolds and kitchen tile. They weren’t just interested in collecting anecdotes anymore; they were growing up. Dolly found herself pulled in the other direction – she sought out wild escapades and hectic romances with even more urgency. Only later would Dolly realize that the stories she was seeking out were fragments, anecdotes – she wouldn’t see the story of her wildly-spent early twenties in its full shape until she was looking back. Now, at the end of that decade, Dolly can see the experiences that really shaped her, the lessons she needed to learn, and where the romance that always seemed to elude her was hiding all along.

But back to Leamington Spa: Dolly woke up at 3 in the afternoon to dozens of missed calls and texts from her worried friends and a bank account in serious overdraft. One friend, Sophie, booked Dolly a bus ticket home. Sophie deliberately chose the longest bus journey possible – she thought it might do Dolly good to sit and reflect on her actions for once. Sophie’s plan went awry when Dolly made friends with a hen’s party en route to the city and did tequila shots with them all the way home. When Sophie met her at the bus station, Dolly was, once again, drunk, and now she was also wearing a sombrero. Dolly was still in the tangled middle of the story of her early youth – self-reflection didn’t appeal to her just then. That would all come later….

“Nothing will change” is always a lie

From her first tentative forays into romance as a fourteen year old meeting boys in the food court of Brent Cross Shopping Centre, Dolly took a certain pride in racking up stories of dates, and romances, gone awry.

There was Harry, Dolly’s university boyfriend, whose interests – playing lacrosse, and keeping a stiff upper lip – weren’t exactly compatible with Dolly’s. That didn’t stop the pair spending an argument-studded year together.

Love isn’t always where you go looking for it

In her early twenties, Dolly looked desperately to romantic relationships to provide her with validation. Unsurprisingly, this tactic rarely proved successful. Until, with a little life experience and a lot of therapy, she was able to find a relationship that kindled her sense of self-worth – her relationship with herself.

Crying in a therapist’s office, confessing that she replayed imagined scenes of herself falling out of a window or onto the tube tracks in her head night after sleepless night, Dolly couldn’t pinpoint exactly where things had gone so wrong for her.

Final Summary

Dolly Alderton spent her early twenties looking for love. And instead found enough bad dating stories to fill a book. When she finally learned to love herself and to feel secure in the love of her steadfast group of friends, she realized that what she was looking for was something that had been there all along.

Kernaussagen in Everything I Know about Love