And I like it but also groan as every other page is essentializing binary gender riles trying to explain why women need friends (and what kind of friends) in ways more than/different than men. And while all of the authors research may be spot on, her voice doesn’t have the gravitas to make me take her seriously as a gender theorist - which is a line I feel like she’s trying to walk 25% of the time so far. I just wanted a memoir, not so much of a social commentary.
Anyway. There’s that and then it feels like a rom-com of the best-worst kind. And then she quotes KISSING JESSICA STEIN. Which I own and enjoy, but also see it is of course the perfect fit to this book.
(and seeing as I really did just use “gravitas” when rambling about this book, I don’t fail to see how pretentious I sound.)
