When I was a child, I loathed the very thought of broccoli and mushrooms, despite having never tried either. My mom would put them on my plate with each meal and I’d either mash them up and move them around the plate, as if to say, “Look, I ate some of them”, or I’d knock them off the table and let the dogs have at them. Even though I had never tried these foods, I had heard they were awful, and I therefore wanted absolutely no part of them. That’s basically how I feel about HBO’s award-winning show Girls.
I have never watched a second of Lena Dunham’s controversial hit, and I don’t plan on ever changing that, despite the fact that I now eat broccoli and mushrooms with almost every meal. I’ve been told that I won’t like Girls and that it wasn’t written for me, and I will just settle for that so I can avoid the wrath of the show’s fans. Then again, if it’s anything like this sexy moment from last year’s Emmys, maybe I should be watching…
