Circle up the bookworms; here’s this month’s trio of newly released and/or otherwise timely tomes.
Not That Kind of Girl by Lena Dunham
The New York Times describes this brand-spanking-new release as “a kind of memoir disguised as an advice book, or a how-to book in the guise of a series of personal essays,” and while some might find it hard to stomach the aforementioned from a gal who has yet to hit her thirtieth birthday, well, maybe they of the raised eyebrows are the reason the word “learned” is in quotes on the cover. (Would the more accurate tagline “A young woman tells you what she’s learning” move as many units? Rhetorical.) Bottom line: we as a culture-watching unit seem rather unable to look away as Dunham bares all on her television show and then transforms herself into a sort of chic Everywoman for the red carpet, but all of that is largely due her wit and humor. Consider Girl the written equivalent of full frontal nudity.
Women in Clothes by Sheila Heti, Heidi Julavits, and Leanne Shapton
Yes, this editorial dream team hits several key modern and classic intellectual reference points from the New York Times (Shapton was an art director) to McSweeney’s (Julavits is a co-editor of The Believer), but it’s that “& 639 others” that really makes this a power squad of voice and perspective. Just about every page in this hefty 528-page crowd-sourced, globally inclusive essay collection/voyeurism vehicle reads like the best dinner party conversation you’ve never had—unless of course you’ve already chatted with Kim Gordon, Rivka Galchen, ex-pats, octogenarians, and digital natives about clothing swaps, corsets, self identity, and the sex lives of ducks.
1000 Football Shirts by Bernard Lions
Look, as far as we’re concerned, you can’t take the sport trend too seriously. In prep of the next big game day (football, soccer, ping pong?), fire up the buffalo wing sauce, grab a key spot on the sectional, and then open up this bad boy and get the visual score on 100 years of vividly iconic team looks from 100 countries—all while wearing our aesthetically “athletic” Marc by Marc Jacobs Motocross Uprising Dress perhaps?