{"id":4773,"date":"2019-09-16T09:52:06","date_gmt":"2019-09-15T23:52:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/veritysparks.com\/?p=4773"},"modified":"2019-09-16T11:18:58","modified_gmt":"2019-09-16T01:18:58","slug":"city-of-girls","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/?p=4773","title":{"rendered":"CITY OF GIRLS"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/?attachment_id=4772\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-4772\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-4772\" src=\"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/city-of-girls.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"453\" srcset=\"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/city-of-girls.jpg 300w, https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/city-of-girls-199x300.jpg 199w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>I hadn&#8217;t really read anything by Elizabeth Gilbert before this novel. Not quite true &#8211; I&#8217;d flicked through <em>Big Magic<\/em>, her book on creativity, and not liked it very much. And I was snobbish about <em>Eat, Pray, Love<\/em> because of the movie, which I didn&#8217;t like at all.<\/p>\n<p>But I loved reading <em>City of Girls<\/em>. At first, it seemed like an enjoyable romp &#8211; despite its size, a &#8216;light read&#8217; &#8211; a big, fat, luscious, high-spirited and sensuous coming-of-age novel.<br \/>\nWe follow the adventures of 19-year-old Vivian Morris through glamorous, exciting pre-WWII New York.\u00a0 She&#8217;s been exiled by her straight-laced family for misbehaviour at her straight-laced women&#8217;s college. But exile in New York is no exile at all, because she goes to live with her Aunt Peg who owns a run-down theatre, the Lily Playhouse.<\/p>\n<p>With her sewing machine and her genius for dressmaking, Vivian soon becomes an essential part of the ensemble of actors, showgirls, singers and dancers, writers and assorted hangers-on. As a textile-aholic myself, I loved the descriptions of costumes, clothes, fabrics, haberdashery, trimmings. But back to Vivian&#8217;s education of the body, heart and mind. If she&#8217;d been misbehaving before &#8211; well, wow. She enters into the louche bohemian life with abandon, stepping out with her showgirl buddy to parties and clubs and shows, entering into a string of sexual liaisons and encounters with no shame and much pleasure. So far so good &#8211; a celebration of young womanhood and youth and sexuality and <em>fun<\/em>. Vivian&#8217;s scandalous fall, when it comes, is shocking. Shame, judgement &#8211; and as other reviewers have pointed out, such very gendered shame and judgement &#8211; threaten to overwhelm her life.<br \/>\nBut that&#8217;s not the end. The latter part of the novel, showing Vivian in middle and old age, is sobering and even sad &#8211; but to my mind, beautiful.\u00a0 Vivian&#8217;s developed from a beautiful\u00a0 and passionate young girl into this older woman who&#8217;s suffered and survived and made her life meaningful. She is so very surely her own self. This rounds this story into something more than just a romp. Please note that in the more sombre middle section of the book, Gilbert isn&#8217;t showing us the &#8220;just punishment&#8221; for Vivian&#8217;s sexual experimentation. She&#8217;s highlighting the difficulties women faced (and still face) in simply being who they are, in particular in expressing sexual desire (and perhaps also ambition) in a society that seems to hate and fear female agency.<br \/>\nI ended the book pondering on the vital importance of work, of friendship and love, of endurance, persistence and courage. And haberdashery.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I hadn&#8217;t really read anything by Elizabeth Gilbert before this novel. Not quite true &#8211; I&#8217;d flicked through Big Magic, her book on creativity, and not liked it very much. And I was snobbish about Eat, Pray, Love because of &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/?p=4773\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4773","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4773","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4773"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4773\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4778,"href":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4773\/revisions\/4778"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4773"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4773"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/veritysparks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4773"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}