And that, my friends, is why I love Tim Gunn. Even though I’m still not totally sold on his show (although I will watch it again once it starts).
Also, speaking of girl-friendly media, this weekend I read, in literally 2 hours, Confessions of a Shopaholic by Sophie Kinsella (I had wanted some good girly stuff, something to quickly escape to, to ease my transition into real literature again after spending the last month or so reading Harry Potter (finally finished the last one, sobbed a bit, awesome) and Stephanie Meyer).
Ugh. Another brutal reminder of why I (generally) don’t read chick lit.
Who is this horrible, cheap-knockoff-of-Bridget Jones heroine who LIES to her creditors, LIES to everyone, including the man she ends up seeing? I’m supposed to think (and believe he thinks) she’s charmingly quirky? I’m sorry, but I know lots of charming, quirky women who don’t try to defraud their bankers that I would much rather read about! I’m sorry if you liked it, don’t mean to offend, but I really couldn’t believe this was who I was supposed to identify with as a woman.
So I promptly began The Power and The Glory by Graham Greene, and was much, much happier.
But I know that there has to be SOME good books with female heroines (aside from the classics) that YOU can recommend to me. I loved Bridget Jones. I loved Dana Spiotta’s Lightning Field, Alice Kaplan’s French Lessons (thanks, Urs!), Marisha Pessl’s Special Topics in Calamity Physics.
Any suggestions? I don’t need it too brainy, it’s still summer, just something where I’ll engage with the heroine and not spend the entire book appalled by her as a person, something where the heroine isn’t another kind of pterodactyl, a prehistoric vision of women as un-nuanced, incapable of handling fiscal or moral responsibility, and, BONUS (books are expensive), something that takes me more than 2 hours to finish.