I'm not a massive fan of Girls. I have watched several seasons but it's one of those shows that I'll watch for a couple of weeks and then it will be more than six months before I pick it back up again. But in saying that, I am a fan of Lena Dunham and her complete frankness about well, everything.

I wasn't expecting to connect or identify with Dunham so easily but I did. She is very different than me in a lot of ways and is a lot more honest about bodily functions, embarrassing stories and sex in general but I still felt like I knew her while reading the book.

There has definitely been a lot of controversy surrounding certain segments in this book, mainly the bits with her sister Grace, but honestly, I didn't find it that bad. Dunham's choice of words and phrasing could have been rethought but a lot of the time, it didn't really seem more than a young girl's fascination with the their body and how it may differ from others.

Dunham made me laugh at all her stories and then sigh in a 'Oh, it's not just me' at other times. This book had everything I never knew I wanted in a sort-of memoir and I'm so glad I picked it up.