Girls: New york

Sometimes I feel like this series is not pure reality but life as seen through a Hannah/Lena lens.Can we consider the author for a moment? Lena being raised in NYC and having the support of two artistic parents, the trip to the Midwest seems a little... off. And insincere.

Take Heather, who is such a caricature of the type A popular girl. She's super pretty and dresses super cute. But, she's way too naive to ever make it in the big city like Hannah. She couldn't even keep track of her friend on vacay, letting her get kidnapped like the girls all the other bloggers cited. And then there's Erik, who's a nice guy. But he's not from New York so he simply cannot like weird sex.

All of these characters - Hannah's/Lena's characters - are stuck in a John Hughes movie. They work at coffee shops and have dances in the gymnasium. In my hometown, everyone is busy working desk jobs, taking out mortgages, and having babies, and THEN posting Facebook pics of all that. I've taken to posting pics of me drinking Bloody Marys, in a bikini, on a Sunday, with the caption: "LOOK AT MY TINY WAIST AND PERKY BOOBS, I'VE NEVER HAD CHILDREN." Maybe I don't do that. But it was a thought I had while drunken Facebooking last Sunday (that's right, drunk on a Sunday) and I thought it was pretty genius.

These Lansing-ers are just typical of stories we tell ourselves while looking in the mirror. My life is rough, but at least I'm interesting because I live in New York. Unlike all these Midwestern folksy folk. That's why I think this series is like a memoir, written by someone who has probably barely lived anywhere else but New York. I've accidentally gone on dates with those guys.

One thing this episode gets right is the realization that home is not where you grew up but where you are now. Hannah gets this as she is talking to Adam, first saying she is "home," but then realizing Lansing is no longer home. I'm depressingly resigning myself to the fact that New York is now my "home." I'd rather it not be. New York is like Adam. It really doesn't give a shit about you, treats your heart like monkey meat, won't answer the door if you leave momentarily... but you can hang around trying to make it work. Oh and you must be willing to take it in the butt. They call that doing it unpaid-intern-style.

The ladies at Slate loved this last convo between Adam and Hannah. They say he is showing sweetness in his own selfish ADD way. Ladies, this is why men treat us badly. Because we make excuses for it.If Hannah feels neglected (which she often mentions throughout the episode) she shouldn't cut Adam any slack. Not that she should expect him to change, but she shouldn't expect herself to change for him. Just like fucking New York.

God I want to keep chickens, and tomatoes, and bees.