Book Review: Not that Kind of Girl by Lena Dunham

Note: To one of my best girls, Mich, who’d been my mental support since 2007 (damn girl, we go a long way), thank you for this book.

I’ll be honest here. I don’t know much about Lena Dunham other than her very obvious accomplishments. I never follow her social media, read about her personal life, or anything like it.

So when I got this book two weeks ago, I thought, “Hm, will I get to know Lena in this book?”

Apparently, yes.

It took me four hours and 15 minutes to finish this book (I timed myself, not sure why, must be boredom), and I was floored.

It’s hilarious. Very direct. Consistent in pace and tone. And it leaves a mark.

The book takes us many moments, many important relationships, and many events that make Lena who she is today.

It feels as if you’re sitting down with her at a coffee shop, listening to her talk about random parts of her life that remind her of her current situation. She keeps pulling you to certain timeline, back and forth, from a certain timeline to way back in the past, to the present, and back again to the past.

It’s flipping through her photo albums, going from “Oh where was this taken at?” to “Weren’t you there last year too?” It’s to take one factor of a story and draw a straight line to another timeline when it happened as well.

It’s a map of her life, lied out in front of you, and it’s your choice to figure things out or not.

Lena seems content where she is, or at least in the book, despite all the unfortunate events thrown her ways, or all the failed romances passing her by through the years.

Her tone is as detached as she must have been emotional when the actual happenings took place. She sounds the way someone who’s been healed does: affected, impacted, and distanced.

You can tell it’s her memory talking, not her heart anymore, although in every piece of the story, you can see coming together, puzzles that shape Lena up.

More than bitterness, it’s amusement. It’s as if she goes, “Why did I do that? Hm, I don’t know. It must be my fear of not wanting to be alone.”

She pours out her fears, heartbreaks, disappointments, excitements… her highs and lows, and she manages to make each one of them sound like a humorous speech.

I can’t tell you more of the book other than it’s a collection of things she’s learned throughout her life as a child, a girl, and a woman.

And it’s not a book to teach you life lessons that you won’t forget until you die, nor is it a book that will inspire you to get up and do something significant right away.

It’s a book of comfort, the one that tells you it’s okay to be struggling, searching, lost, and found.

So Not That Kind of Girl is a 7/10 from me. Would I read it again? Absolutely.

Would I recommend it?

Girls, pick this book up.

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