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Lena Dunham Still Hasn’t Specified How She Will Be “Compensating” Her Book Tour Openers
Lena Dunham Promises “Openers Will Be Paid In Money, Obviously” So We Know She’s Gouging Them
We’re Offering Fifty Dollars To Anyone Who Can Produce A Pay Statement For One Of Lena Dunham Tour Openers
We Break Down The Costs Of Lena Dunham’s Book Tour To Indicate How Little The Openers Were Actually Paid So You Won’t Have To
A Stream Of Trashpile Rats Reviews Lena Dunham’s Book
Real Slick Nick Denton Non-Reference In The Season Premiere Of GIRLS, Lena Dunham
Did Lena Dunham Harass One Of Her Tour Openers? Yes.
Did Lena Dunham Neglect Lamby The Dog During Her Book Tour?
Did Lena Dunham Smother Lamby The Dog During Her Book Tour?
We’re Offering One Hundred Dollars For Pictures Of Lamby The Dog Next To Today’s Newspaper
A Death Row Inmate Reviews This Season Of Girls
We Slept With Lena Dunham’s Assistant So You Wouldn’t Have To
We’re Offering A Job To Any Accountant Who Can Provide Us With Lena Dunham’s W2
It’s Lost All Meaning Now, Seriously, No Matter How Many Times We Say It, Lena Dunham Lena Dunham Lena Dunham
I’m aware that this really has nothing to do with F2D or Indonesia. It does however have to do with personal responsibility as an American citizen. Plus. I may or may not have a major girl crush on Lena Dunham. I sent in my absentee ballot over a month ago. That’s right, I’m in Indonesia. No excuses. VOTE.
On this episode of Two Brown Girls we discuss Sundance blues, our favorite movies of the festival including the amazing Inevitable Defeat of Mister and Pete and BeforeMidnight, Girls Season 2, Lena Dunham’s recent comments on Rihanna’s life choices (is it really nobody’s bin’ness?), and Zeba’s pending marriage to Michael B. Jordan, amongst other things.
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Disclaimer: Before Midnight discussion a tad spoilery - begins around 28 min in and ends around 41 min if you want to avoid it!
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On this episode of Two Brown Girls, we discuss the new Star Trek trailer (mostly in regards to Benedict Cumberbatch’s smooth and buttery voice), Vanity Fair sucking, the upcoming Season of Girls (and why we don’t check for Lena Dunham), the amazingness of BBC3’s Some Girls, our problems with The Mindy Project, and Zeba’s terrifying run-in with Ethan Hawke - amongst other things.
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YEAH. Listen to the second episode of mind and Zeba’s podcast! It’s pretty dope.
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Golden Globe Awards 2015
Yes yes yes, I’m a little bit late and I have no excuse for this, so I’ll tell you the truth: I forgot about it. Unacceptable. But after all, I’m here, and even if after three days, I’m ready to tell you about the BEST and WORST dressed at this year’s Golden Globe Awards. Ready for the star-studded highs and lows?
BEST DRESSED
I have to say it, when it comes to red carpets, I always find one particular look which really wins me over and I think it’s outstanding. Well, it wasn’t so this time. Many nice, simple and elegant outfits but no one which really made me fall in love. Am I becoming too demanding? Maybe.
- Emma Stone in Lanvin: she was not the only one who opted for a top/trousers ensemble, but I loved the red-carpetish vibe to the whole look, even if it wasn’t an evening gown. First of all, the bling bling of the top was really balanced by the black of the trousers, but most of all I loved that touch of something given by the silky black train tied around the waist. Really chic. ★★★+
- Naomi Watts in Gucci: how I love when celebrities go for a bold colour down the red carpet! With this yellow simple dress Naomi Watts really nailed and shone above many others of her colleagues. Loved the length which covers the feet and the belt which perfectly complements the look. ★★★★
- Reese Witherspoon in Calvin Klein Collection: she was my favourite of the night, proving again that she’s wonderful in everything she does. Yes, if you read some others of my red carpet reviews you know I have a crush on her, but I think it’s impossible not to fall in love with her spontaneous style. This gown is the perfect representation of the minimal style of Calvin Klein, which totally suits Reese’s personality. Amazing how blingy yet subtle and elegant is the fabric. Perfect for the night. ★★★★+
WORST DRESSED
- Jennifer Lopez in Zuhair Murad Couture: she’s constantly in my Worst Dressed list, so no surprise she deserved one of the three places again. It really looks like it’s a fusion between a bat and a python. Apart from this, I don’t know if it’s a problem I personally have or it’s really this way, but it seems to me every single gown she chooses becomes extremely vulgar over her. It’s maybe my own prejudice, but I would really like, for once, to see her wearing something basic and very chic, I guess she would extremely beautiful and sexy as well with that perfect body! But this dress, was definitely a miss, I don’t like the shape, I don’t like the colour, I don’t like the fabric. †††
- Lena Dunham in Zac Posen: yes, both Lena Dunham and Zac Posen as well are habitués of my Worst Dressed list. Basically Lena always makes the wrong choice, and Zac Posen always designs for those who are going to make bad choices. So, it’s a perfect couple. Pity that this dress, apart from being horrible in itself - I think the fabric is the most horrendous thing on earth - doesn’t flatter Lena’s body at all. She’s a curvy woman, and she should really find something which suits her body in the right way. Someone help her, please. ††††
- Giuliana Rancic in Maria Lucia Hohan: I’m relieved by the fact that even if I didn’t find anyone who totally caught me among the Best Dressed, at least I definitely found an EXTREMELY Worst Dressed. And what’s more, it’s Giuliana Rancic, which should be the one who really knows about how to dress for a red carpet event. But no, this dress is the proof you can talk about fashion and still dress as a wedding cake. Nothing to say apart from the fact that she was RIDICULOUS. †††††
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Lena Dunham, in her book, Not That Kind of Girl:
“One day, as I sat in our driveway in Long Island playing with blocks and buckets, my curiosity got the best of me. Grace was sitting up, babbling and smiling, and I leaned down between her legs and carefully spread open her vagina. She didn’t resist and when I saw what was inside I shrieked. My mother came running. “Mama, Mama! Grace has something in there!”My mother didn’t bother asking why I had opened Grace’s vagina. This was within the spectrum of things I did.”
“As she grew, I took to bribing her for her time and affection: one dollar in quarters if I could do her makeup like a ‘motorcycle chick.’ Three pieces of candy if I could kiss her on the lips for five seconds. Whatever she wanted to watch on TV if she would just ‘relax on me.’ Basically, anything a sexual predator might do to woo a small suburban girl I was trying… What I really wanted, beyond affection, was to feel that she needed me, that she was helpless without her big sister leading her through the world. I took a perverse pleasure in delivering bad news to her—the death of our grandfather, a fire across the street—hoping that her fear would drive her into my arms, would make her trust me.”
“I shared a bed with my sister, Grace, until I was seventeen years old. She was afraid to sleep alone and would begin asking me around 5:00 P.M. every day whether she could sleep with me. I put on a big show of saying no, taking pleasure in watching her beg and sulk, but eventually I always relented. Her sticky, muscly little body thrashed beside me every night as I read Anne Sexton, watched reruns of SNL, sometimes even as I slipped my hand into my underwear to figure some stuff out. “
Grace is six years younger than Lena. Lena is trying to dust this off as innocent child sex play.
Why do you act like everyone molests their baby sister? It’s more than just weird, I promise you.
Uhh, thanks? But you didn’t just look, you touched.
You can’t say it’s “weird” to touch your kid sister’s vagina and then act like it’s rare for someone NOT to touch their kid sister’s vagina. Ugh, why am I smarter than Lena Dunham but all I have is a crappy tumblr? Look Lena, I understand that you were also a kid yourself, but don’t act like it wasn’t abusive.
Grace turned out to be a lesbian, by the way. But is there any wonder why? Probably not. Lena cultivated an emotionally dependent, sexually charged relationship with her, and the mother let it slide. Maybe the mother joined in? Grace has now bought into the painfully try-hard progressive/liberal/feminist ideological bullcrap which is compulsory for all sexually abused lesbians.
“The patriarchy wants to demonize incestuous lesbian pedophilia. It wasn’t harmful to me because my sister said so.”
BARF!
Seems like predatory incestuous child sexual abuse is acceptable in the Dunham househould.
News outlets are even coming out with disgusting interpretations of Dunham’s behavior, such as this one:
NO ITS FXCKING NOT!
Doesn’t the title seem desperately defensive? It continues in the article..
Are you fxcking kidding? First of all, Lena Dunham DID touch her sister’s vagina. Even if she didn’t, is it fine to find ways to look at your sisters vagina? Is it not clear to you by the touching, kissing, and Lena’s admitted desires that she preyed on her own sister!? Second of all, nobody was arguing that it’s abnormal to masturbate. We are arguing that masturbating in the presence of your kid sister is fucking weird. The author of this article is obviously out to defend ritual predatory pedophilic behavior. It’s dreadfully obvious. I guess any idiot can be a journalist these days. Female NAMBLA
Then, Lena Dunham has the audacity to call out Bill Cosby.
Nigga, DO YOU NOT SEE HOW YOU’RE FXCKING GOING TO HELL TOO??
If you’re thinking about voting for Hillary Clinton, I must inform you that she is in cahoots with Lena Dunham.
What the hell is she wearing? Isn’t that something a incestuous lesbian pedophile would wear?
Guys, what are we going to do about this?
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I can’t stop laughing …
Lenny Letter, Lena Dunham’s feminist newsletter, is shutting down. Dunham, who founded the newsletter in 2015, intended for it “make the world better for women and the people who love them,” according to the email the newsletter sent to new subscribers.
(Aside: Feminism does not make the world better for women - it makes them depressed, angry, and/or fearful at all times, which is a miserable way to exist)
But in its email to subscribers on Friday, it said “today because this is Lenny’s final chapter.”
(Aside: I’ve always been squeamish about the lyrics to The Misfits “Die, Die, My Darling,” but in the context of Lenny’s death I cued it up and listened completely guilt free - great song)
The newsletter said “there’s no one reason for our closure,” but a report in Digiday said that the newsletter had always struggled to gain ad support.
(Aside: Feminists pretend they are universally approven by women and only mysoginistic men despise them, when th truth is they are a miniscule unsupported minority who only get their way by bitching incessently until people get worn out and capitulate. Point proven!)
One feminist cult rag down, too many to count to follow, but the tide is a turning :-)
The First Bad Man
by Miranda July
I lied to Miranda July. I didn’t intend to, but there you have it.
The First Bad Man was released September 8, 2015. I read it within 48 hours of release and soon after attended an evening at BAM featuring writer/actress/filmmaker/app creator extraordinaire Miranda July interviewed by writer/actress/director extraordinaire Lena Dunham. Both irreverently funny, unapologetically observant and quirkily blunt, it was an evening of understated wit and hallmark vulnerability followed by a book signing by July. Dunham wasn’t present at said book-signing, so I didn’t have the opportunity to lie to her.
The aforementioned lie occurred as July signed an edition of No One Belongs Here More than You to my Aunt for her birthday: I mentioned to her that I was going to feature The First Bad Man on my book blog later that week and to look out for it. Then in the most exacerbated case of procrastination of my life, two and a half years later I’m still carrying the guilt of falsifying to one of my creative paragons.
Today while trolling my files attempting to discover if I even started the review, I happened upon the Pressbook for July’s film The Future. (Why was this even on my computer? I have no idea. I’d like to think July has magical creative powers that drop files on your computer when you need them.) In an interview there, she captures my sentiments: “I just felt so incapable, barely even human, much less brilliant. So I told myself, ‘OK, write from there. What does Incapable sound like?’”
I guess it sounds like this. This whole sordid affair stems from the fact that nothing I pen will encapsulate the ingenuity, the transdimensional artistry of The First Bad Man. It is darkly comical, startlingly salacious, and unavoidably messy, but it is also replete with pathos, with insight, with humanity.
The story centers on Cheryl, an intransigent forty-something who eats from one plate and uses one glass, as she is saddled with the pregnant daughter of her boss, a destructive young woman who throws her life into turmoil.
I just picked up the book to reread highlighted passages, and I found myself laughing out loud. How can I communicate the hilarity that is Cheryl explaining the origin of inter-office rules as based on a series of Japanese customs or the curious sense of meditation she later discovers riding an ATV? How can I articulate the risqué encounters at the center of the book, tropes emblematic of July’s writing that force us all to face our darkest selves?
The truth is that nothing I write to recommend this book will be enough to truly reflect what’s inside its twisty pages. In her writing July implants thoughts that you yourself didn’t know you were capable of entertaining. Her phrases herald a primal reckoning, a stripping away of the constant apology that accompanies being a sexual being, and a melting of the outer shell that protects our most vulnerable parts. Leaving - what? Whatever is left after all of the layers have been peeled away: the gooey center, the amorphous essence of what it is to be human.
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Shoshanna’s a mental and verbal bully. Hannah is suffering from relationship trauma. Marnie is a hopeless romantic. Jessa is a depressed drug addict. GIRLS
What does everyone think about Caroline?
