Tuesday, June 26th, 2012
If you follow me on Twitter, you’ll probably already have seen me waxing lyrical about HBO‘s new series ‘Girls’, but heck, it warrants being spoken about in more than 140 characters, so here we are. Being that we are in the UK, Lord only knows when this gem of a show will make it to our shores and frankly, I don’t have the patience, hence, I watch it online, so shoot me. Following the lives of four girls in New York in their early 20s, from that description you’d think it’s all fairly predictable, so what makes ‘Girls’ so special?
Monday, December 7th, 2009
We’ve all met them at some point in our lives. Women who proudly declare they don’t get on with other women. This seems to be their conversation opener when speaking to other ladies. It’s almost as if they’re letting you know upfront that no friendship will blossom here, on account of your lack of a penis.
‘Women are bitches and there’s too much drama,’ they say. This, of course, pretty much instantly lets you know that she was, most likely, the cause of the bitchiness and drama in whatever female pack she used to roll with.
These women usually fall into two categories: the tomboy or the chick who thinks she’s a model. The tomboy will say she just naturally gravitated towards boys due to her rough and tumble ways as a child and had trouble relating to girls as a result. This I can understand. The model on the other hand, will claim two things; that she was the victim (excluded, picked on) when she was younger and when she got older, other women felt threatened by her beauty, she couldn’t stand the cat fights, so she decided to hang with a bunch of dudes.
It is this woman who gets the extensive eye rolling and a ‘bitch please!’ from me. That attitude represents the worst of what women have to offer. Female friendships are not without their complexities. There isn’t a woman reading this who hasn’t wanted to go a few rounds in a boxing ring with one of their closest friends at some point. An underlying force in female friendships (and sometimes not so underlying) whether we like to admit it or not, is competition. From a young age, it’s all ‘she has longer hair than me, nicer clothes, bigger boobs, a nicer figure,’ whatever the case may be. It can be a constant battle to keep our emotions in check and be a good friend.
Men on the other hand, high five each other, pound a few beers, scratch their nuts and get on with life. Oh, if only it were that simple for us.
The beautiful woman who thinks that every woman is jealous and secretly hates her, frankly, needs to get over herself. The fact is, as a beautiful woman, choosing to surround yourself with only men and having no female friends means there is no competition. And that speaks volumes. So no, it isn’t who you consider to be ‘lesser women’ who are insecure and jealous. It is you yourself who is riddled with insecurity. Surrounding yourself with men who drool over you rather than women who might say ‘your mascara’s a mess and your dress is too short’ is testament to that.
I have a mix of friends and I can’t see making it through life without my ladies. I can see someone saying they don’t get on/avoid friendships with crackheads, criminals, sociopaths, but women? There are certain things and situations that you can only hash out with your closest girlfriends. These are important relationships. Sure, difficult at times, but important nonetheless. And bypassing that so you can be the centre of attention in a pack of males, well, you’re missing out. Plus men die first, so when you’re 80, who’s gonna be drooling over your rack?
No, you need some girlfriends, sweetie.