Television: Girls “All Adventurous Women Do”

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The latest episode of “Girls” reads sort of like a 20-something sexual PSA. HPV, safe sex, virgins and temptation are all the rage!

“I’ve got HPV,” could have been uttered while looking into the camera. Only nervous puffs of a cigarette were missing from Hannah’s storyline this week where it is revealed that she has HPV. Of course accusations fly about where this pesky persona non-grata came from: Either her shitty current boyfriend or her shitty former flame. Neat!


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Her shitty current boyfriend says he didn’t give it to her because he already got tested (Liar! Because there is no general test for all kinds of HPV), so Hannah contacts her college boyfriend to let him know/accuse him of giving it to her, but since there is no test, she doesn’t really know where it comes from. On top of the HPV mystery (new Nancy Drew-inspired series idea?) her ex-boyfriend reveals that he’s gay, which is probably one of the worst things anyone could ever hear about their ex, male or female. Awkward sexual memories flooding back, deception and feelings of inadequacy are never fun, especially when you have HPV.


Jessa gets a babysitting job and smokes pot with the dad. Not quite how I remember babysitting, but that was 8th grade and I didn’t know what weed was.

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The virgin thing comes up again with Shoshana. Being a virgin in your 20s must be nerve-wracking and annoying due to the whispered and dead-serious tone she always takes. It’s like she’s admitting to murdering someone every time she says it. She also spills that Jessa, like Hannah, has HPV. Except that Jessa has a couple different strains, because”All adventurous women do.” Confusingly inspired.

I wish Shoshanna would  get some more air time, because the actress plays the part really well. She’s endearing and funny, and everyone has a friend like her. If you don’t, then ew. I could use more Shoshana storyline time than Marnie for sure.


Which gets us to Marnie. She hates her boyfriend so much, it’s hard to watch. I get that people get comfortable in relationships, but good god. Her bf shaved his head and as a surprise revealed it to Marnie. She fucking hated it, but I’m pretty sure she hates his face anyways and would hate anything on him, even the biggest diamond and creme brulee in the world. He then told her that he shaved his head to support a coworker with cancer, which prompts Marnie to yell at him for “making her look like a bitch.” Yeah. That’s what made you a bitch.

Later on, at her hipper-than-hip job at an art gallery, she meets some pretentious and short artist who is the dick she always dreamed of and everything her sweet boyfriend is not. He tells her “to not give as much of a shit” about things which is so condescending and lame but she fucking loves it. They go on a quick walk during the show in which there is a lot of sexual tension that drives Marnie to masturbating, standing up (what a feat!) in the bathroom during the art show. Weird.

This episode pretty much only redeemed itself when Robyn’s “Dancing On My Own” came on. Hannah and Marnie start dancing despite their shitty and weird days which was the only realistic part in a show that’s supposed to be “crazy real.” Here’s hoping the show gets better and the story-lines thicken up a little bit, or I think this show is gonna go away faster than Jessa’s pregnancy/miscarriage from episode 2 that was never spoken of again!

Television: Golden Girls

In what may be the most necessary purchase of your life, the Golden Girls, seasons are on sale at Target. I just got seasons 1-4 for a total of $30. They are normally $15 a season. GO THERE NOW! The deal ends the 28th, don’t miss out on some elderly hilarity from the original Sex and the City.

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Television: Bored to Death

Bored to Death is my male-counterpart dream life realized.

As a child, along with half of Nickelodeon viewers in the 90s, I was obsessed with Harriet the Spy. I used to sit in trees and spy on my boring, old, yet nice neighbors, hoping for something exciting to happen. I even had a makeshift spy kit: My dad bought me special binoculars, I used a foldable mirror from Claire’s to spy around corners and I wore my notebook in my pants, just like Harriet.

Really. They are.
Really. They are.

(While searching for a relevant link for Harriet the Spy, I came across this amazing NPR article titled “Unapologetically Harriet, the Misfit Spy,” which is an awesome read.)

Jonathan Ames is the more realistic yet still fantastical version of our childhood spy Harriet. He drinks white wine, puts his private detective ads up on craigslist (because he’s a struggling writer) and gets himself involved into some good old-fashioned hijinks. Plus, his two best friends, Ray played by Zach Galifianakis and George played by Ted Danson, are so, so cool.

There’s something so sweet and well-intentioned about the show. All three of the men are smart, talented and good to each other. It’s a healthy and refreshing counterpart to the suffocatingly male-stereotyped days of Entourage.

Boy, girl, billy goat, whatever you are, you’ll like this show. If you haven’t seen it, you must give it a try!