Yet, she also documents the less glamorous aspects of the female experience. Her women might be unwashed and on a deadline, worrying about competing in professional sport while menstruating, farting with rage, peeing in sinks, navigating the agony of unrequited love, failing to get pregnant and, even, attempting suicide.
Critics might say she’s silly, sexist, and hardly Chaucer, but I say making women feel seen, hopeful, and happy takes a rare sort of genius.