Let me summarize Emily Gould’s Friendship for you:
- Expensive juice is always, always a metaphor for living in New York
- You can’t be a writer unless you live there
- The Midwest is terrible!
- Flipping through a magazine nonchalantly in an abortion clinic is the epitome of feminism
- Thirty is the new fifteen
- The epitome of female friendship is “us vs. them”
- “Tell, don’t show.”
- You can still be someone’s best friend, even if all you do is complain
- It’s not a book about young liberated urban women until someone sleeps with a married man
- NETFLIX! *shoves takeout in mouth*
- Wisdom? Adulthood? What are those?
- Someone from the city can’t fall asleep in the country
- Ugh, parents
- Wouldn’t it be easier if we were all rich?
- Artisan tacos
- New York is magical guys
THANK YOU. Everything about this book fell so flat for me.