For readers or listeners of Nora Ephron, Tina Fey, and David Sedaris, this hilarious, poignant, and extremely frank collection of personal essays confirms Lena Dunham - the acclaimed creator, producer, and star of HBO's Girls - as one of the brightest and most original writers working today.
"If I can take what I've learned in this life and make one treacherous relationship or degrading job easier for you, perhaps even prevent you from becoming temporarily vegan, then every misstep of mine will have been worthwhile. This book contains stories about wonderful nights with terrible boys and terrible days with wonderful friends, about ambition and the two existential crises I had before the age of twenty. About fashion and its many discontents. About publicly sharing your body, having to prove yourself in a meeting full of fifty-year-old men, and the health fears (tinnitus, lamp dust, infertility) that keep me up at night. I'm already predicting my future shame at thinking I had anything to offer you with this book, but also my future glory in having stopped you from trying an expensive juice cleanse or having the kind of sexual encounter where you keep your sneakers on. No, I am not a sexpert, a psychologist, or a registered dietician. I am not a married mother of three or the owner of a successful hosiery franchise. But I am a girl with a keen interest in self-actualization, sending hopeful dispatches from the front lines of that struggle."
©2014 Lena Dunham (P)2014 Random House Audio
I would recommend this book to an angsty, self-involved millennial friend with an obsession for journaling and oversharing. To other friends I may recommend the clever, hilarious autobiographies of Rachel Dratch, Tina Fey, Mindy Kaling and others.
Amy Poehler's autobiography (not out yet).
I always like listening to autobiographies in the author's own voice. It feels like I am a priest at a very weird confessional.
Maybe a book that covers her more mature years? She will probably be a very interesting 50-60 year old. Right now, maybe it was a little...silly?
I didn't much love the book, but I liked that Lena Dunham just went for it. She's a hot mess in many of her stories and she knows it. But by her own admission, she doesn't particularly mind getting naked in front of a camera, so I guess this is the literary version of that. She's a good writer, and many times I liked her turn of phrase. But it was all a little too self conscious for me to feel really engaged.
I felt like an old biddy constantly rolling my eyes at one or another of Dunham's blandishments about sex or the state of her emotional health.
I remember reading " Bossy Pants" and being delighted from the very first moment. This Book is the opposite of that. It is mostly a sad mosh-mash of psychosis. a young woman that spends most of her time worrying about things that don't make a bit of sense. Filled to the brim with sexual problems, true tales of sex that are not sexy or funny but like walking in on your parents. At the end you just kind of think " well, that just happened" and if you are me , wish you had just waited for the Amy Poehler book.
Give a little more and a little less. I wanted to hear about how she got noticed, how she made her show , her movies , something about the success and a little less about dysfunctional sex and fear of everything.
It was ok .. It wasn't terrible.
not for me .
If you grew up very rich, overly analyzed and a little bit sad , this might make you happy.
The lack of focus and the lists, my goodness the lists. While perhaps a workable trope in a written book, in a performed work they're just tedious and unhelpful.
The navel gazing, whine of it.
I. Can't. Remember.
hell to the no. pretty sure its already I show I don't watch.
don't buy this book.
I like the show "Girls" and was interested in learning more about the creative force behind the show. I'm a bit older--middle age--and don't believe I was the target demographic for the book. Rather than learning about a creative young person, I found it very self obsessed. I didn't feel like any real insights were shared in the book.
All of them
So upset that I wasted a credit on this terrible book.
So boring. I can't believe this is a best seller.
This is a memoir of a pretentious 20-something who led a very uneventful life. Why a life like her's warrants a memoir, I do not know.
She never addresses how she became successful. She spends an entire mind-numbing chapter (about 20 minutes) listing her food diary. I think she expected her OCD and sexual issues/escapades to be funny, like in a David Sedaris novel. Unfortunately, Lena Dunham is not half the writer that David Sedaris is.
Anyone else. Her habit of whining or turning every phrase up at the end (like a question) was very off-putting. I thought that was a character choice on Girls. No, she is really that annoying.
Exclude the entire chapter where she recites her caloric intake, which had no follow up meaning.
People who enjoy over-sharing pointless stories about their life
relate-able on some levels when it comes to how women over obsess about weightloss and what we put in our mouths.
It disturbs me that so many people enjoyed this book...maybe it reads better than it listens. Lena was not a good narrator to her own stories sadly.
Way too sexual, awkward and sad. I would not recommend this. There is no "lesson" being taught and now I know her uncomfortable sex history and I wish I didn't...
A person who would like this book would like being shocked out of their innocent views of the world. That person also wouldn't watch Girls, Lena Dunham's HBO show that is loosely based on her life.
Lena Dunham is alright as far as narrators go. This being a collection of her own essays, I imagined she would have more emotion in reading it. It seemed like she was trying to stay calm, which I thought detracted from the emotions in her stories.
She could have used a wider range of emotions in her voice to tell her stories, but she mainly sticks to 2 or 3.
I guess this book was disappointing. I was currently binge watching Girls while listening to this book, so it may have been that I just overloaded on her perspective. It sounded like she wanted there to be more problems in her life, but ultimately she was still raised in an upper middle class family with lots of privileges.
I must be a pretty common person living an everyday life. Most of the points made in this book are revealed in a way that I thought were supposed to shock or impress, but instead they just fell flat. Great, privileged white girl goes to college and has a bunch of random, crazy sex. Welcome to the world! These things happen pretty regularly.
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