I'll admit I was a little late to the Girls party. But once I arrived, I partied HARD, watching all three seasons in the space of a week. The finale marked a Lena Dunham-shaped hole in my life, which I have partially filled with her new autobiography Not That Kind of Girl, but by and large I remain pining for season 4 to hit our screens next year.
I began to feel the worry as a physical sensation - it would start as a warning prickle in the top of my head and then spread like fire until it extended all across my scalp. This, I supposed, was a panic attack - but there was little I could do to stop it. As time went on, anxiety morphed into paranoia - the attacks happened more and more frequently, and the fear of them happening became all-encompassing, almost as bad as the symptoms themselves.
Apparently, we see 1500 advertisements a day featuring people whose body shape in no way represents our own. This make us feel inferior. On a daily basis, we think we're failing to look as we should. And this does not make us feel good. It's not a trivial issue. If we feel bad about how we look, we make bad choices about our health; we are more likely to be depressed.
Joan Rivers has caused controversy again by telling Howard Stern that the message given across by Lena Dunham is "Stay fat. Get diabetes". After previously calling Dunham a "little fat chick", Rivers suggested her apology for that previous comment was meaningless, asking recently how Dunham could "wear a dress above the knee".