![]() We don’t have to be pretty, but we heap praise upon one another when we are. With them we are our truest, most essential selves. “In America, our girlfriends teach us what love, trust, and desire are they hold our hands as we navigate the Scylla of sex and the Charybdis of culture. But many of the passages about womanhood and the friendships between women were what really struck me. Fuck staying friends with your exes, right?) The critical comparisons in writing style to Raymond Chandler and Bret Easton Ellis make total (and tonal) sense, and there’s a lot to be said about consumption (in all forms), misogyny, the writing industry and, yes, meat. (Her ex-boyfriends and other flings, actually. ![]() Much of this feminist-horror fable is about men by nature of the main character’s taste in food - Dorothy Daniels, a bougie New York food writer and psychopath, moonlights as a cannibalistic serial killer whose victims are always male. ![]() ![]() Summers!!!!! *cue round of deranged applause* And the winner for Most Deranged Book I’ve Read So Far This Year goes to … A Certain Hunger by Chelsea G. ![]()
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