HelloGiggles – The Break-up Parade

Earlier today, instead of running another essay about how kittens are terrific, HelloGiggles.com decided to publish a tangent-rich take-down of the book I wrote to make women feel better about themselves. I responded to this piece on Twitter by saying, among other things, that if anybody ever tried to shake me OR take me by force to a “Sandy Bullock movie,” I’d call the police.

Since then, I’ve taken a nap and distracted myself with various fatty foods. But I still think this essay is a bizarre way to kick off “Women’s Empowerment Week” on the site. And that confusing The Wedding Planner for The Wedding Singer is pretty much the funniest mistake you can make in a column.

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I just finished Julie’s book. The first thing I wondered was how she and I managed to sleep with the same men, being on different coasts.

The second was that I wanted to press this book into the hands of every High School and College-Age girl I know. While it was my Ghost of Christmas Past (I’m 40 this year), it could be their Ghost of Christmas Future. You can prevent yourself from throwing yourself headfirst into these men, skidding into these situations, mistaking hot sex with crazy people who don’t treat you like as empowerment.

But the best part is that even if it isn’t a cautionary tale, even if you find yourself knee-deep in crazy dick, that it reminds you after you come, you can come out the other side. And take those experiences and turn them into something.

Sandy Bullock movies and froyo trivializes this experience.  Not every you-go girl has to be decorated with cupcakes and ponies. Sometimes it’s in dick jokes, too.

And if you haven’t read it:

I Don’t Care About Your Band by Julie Klausner

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