I’m not the type of person to idolize people. I don’t look up to celebrities that often, or even great people in our history (I feel so disconnected from them). But, if I can say there is one person I never met, and can still look up to as a human, it’s Mindy Kaling.
After just totally demolishing her second book (after I read the first one three times). I can clearly say she is just about the coolest.
The reason I really like this book? She talks bluntly about sexism, media’s portrayal of women, and body standards. And she recognizes her own downfalls and mistakes in speaking about these issue. She doesn’t sugar coat ANYTHING.
Here’s just a nice little nugget from the book when describing females portrayed in television and movies:
"Poor Maria:" "A lovely Latina 'regular looking' girl" who "has a heart of gold but is underestimated by everyone round her...except the handsome white CEO of the corporation where she sweeps the floors. Will he whisk her away like the dust particles in her bin?"
"The Abandoned Spinster Club:" "A confident workaholic woman named Marcia or Alex comes home to find her husband cheating on her in her own bed with his secretary. It's always the middle of the afternoon and it's always happening in her own bed... It's bad enough that it's happening but we need to wring out as much humiliation as we possibly can. 'You know what would make the cheating even worse? If it were happening in her own bed next to photos of their kids and stuff.'"
And I get it. It’s not your standard “must read” book except for people. It may be featured in a woman’s magazine, or highlight on chick websites. But this book is better then just woman’s magazine standards.
No, it’s not classic literature. It’s essentially a memoir/fun advice.
But she makes he experience real. She puts into perspective what it’s like to be famous, what it’s like to like guys, and what it’s like to work hard toget what you want.
Ok, last really good nugget. (In an effort to convince you how cool she is)
People talk about confidence without ever bringing up hard work. That's a mistake. I know I sound like some dour older spinster chambermaid on Downton Abbey who has never felt a man's touch and whose heart has turned to stone, but I don't understand how you could have self-confidence if you don't do the work.
I work a lot. Like, a lot a lot. I feel like I must have been watching TV as a kid and that cartoon parable about the industrious ants and the lazy grasshopper came on at a vital moment when my soft little brain was hardening, and the moral of it was imprinted on me. The result of which is that I'm usually hyper-prepared for whatever I set my mind to do, which makes me feel deserving of attention and professional success, when that's what I'm seeking.
Thanks Mindy, for giving me the drive and motivation to work HARD (and always look fabulous).
Alright book lovers. What do you think? Have you read this one yet, or will you pick it up?