Just what does it mean to be a girl? Why is it not like being a boy? And why is that a good thing? Guardian columnist Lucy Mangan lifts the lid on being female. From a daughter's place within the family ('It's a girl! What a pity!'), through the intricacies of what not to wear and who not to talk to, Brownies and breasts, the stuff you want to remember and the stuff you'd rather forget, this brilliantly funny guide is a full and frank account of how it really is different for girls. Packed with bittersweet memories and the sharpest observations from one of the brightest lights in journalism, this is the genius offspring of the bestselling How to Walk in High Heels and I Don't Know Know How She Does It . Part nostalgia, part journalism, fully it's a glorious romp through all things female.
Lucy Mangan (born 1974) is a British journalist and author. She is a columnist, features writer and TV critic for The Guardian. Her writing style is both feminist and humorous.
Mangan grew up in Catford, south east London, but both her parents were originally from Lancashire. She studied English at Cambridge University and trained to be a solicitor. After qualifying as a solicitor, she began to work instead in a bookshop and then, in 2003, found a work experience placement at The Guardian.
She continues to work at The Guardian writing a regular column and TV reviews plus occasional features. Her book My Family and other Disasters (2009) is a collection of her newspaper columns. She has also written books about her childhood and her wedding.
Mangan also has a regular column for Stylist magazine and has been a judge for the Booktrust Roald Dahl Funny Prize.
A hilarious account of what its like to be a girl. This book had me laughing out loud. It captures life as a girl from primary school through to adulthood brilliantly. I would recommend it to any girl who has had an obbsession with her pencil case and its contents and then gone on to have excrutiatingly annoying conversations with men about the importance of sorting the washing into darks, medium and whites (somehow we women just know which pile to put the grey clothes in.....its obvious isnt it?)
I really enjoy Lucy Mangan's journalism, and this book is in much the same style. Unfortunately, it just doesn't work. There are plenty of moments where the sense of a shared past growing up female is funny and comforting - and yet. I hesitate to complain about how shallow this felt because it was clearly not supposed to be anything else. (Likewise with the gender essentialism). But there just wasn't *enough* to keep me reading.
Long, tortuous sentences that you have to unpick slowly but it is worth it to discover the forensic logic of what it was to grow up as a girl in the 80s. Otherwise, I wouldn’t know because I identify as one of those primitive and pugilistic boys captured so well in this book.
I love Lucy Mangan's columns for The Guardian newspaper, so I was keen to read her first book, Hopscotch & Handbags: The Essential Guide to Being a Girl and it was just as good as I expected.
In her typical hilariously dry style, Mangan looks at all aspects of what it means to be female. From early days at preschool, via senior school's obsessive collecting of stickers, keyrings and erasers (called "rubbers" when we were at school, but not any more), to living with a man (and explaining to him - at exhaustive length - why
Not as funny as I'd hoped. Lucy Mangan usually has me in stiches in the Guardian but doesn't seem to be able to do it in book form (although I did laugh out loud at the description of putting on make up when you're over 30).