Third wave feminism has found a leader in Lena Dunham. Her book, Not That Kind of Girl (published this year by Random House), is an all-lady look at what it is to come of age during times that seemingly should be further along. If you’re already a fan of her HBO hit Girls or even her film Tiny Houses you’ll enter with relief the Dunham-esque banter presented in this collection of essays: one part OCD and other parts ‘girl determined’. Parts of this collection have been debated in the media as being ‘offensive’ or ‘inappropriate’, but don’t believe the ne’re do well’s, it’s all presented as an honest account of life according to Dunham. And life as Dunham knows it has been pretty spectacular: both parents are eccentric artist’s that are fairly wealthy, and she grew up in the Soho section of Manhattan in New York City. This does not discredit her voice or experience, but makes her hard to relate to as a Midwestern girl schlumping through another polar vortex. Overall, I’m biased, I love the show Girls, and I loved this book. I laughed out loud at her ridiculous but honest approach to life, and cringed like an awkward voyeur when the stories bared too much. Ultimately, I’ll keep coming back for feminist writing, even if it is a bit privileged.
-a post from Heather