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A book that can be read over a cup of coffee or a glass of red. An interesting, light book about a woman’s desire to live the life she wants.

Vivian is an ordinary girl who, as a teenager, did not meet her parents’ expectations and went into “exile” in New York. There, her aunt is waiting for her, who is just as frivolous as the main character. Although Vivian sometimes does strange things, you feel sympathy for her. She has the power to live her life the way she wants to – freely, independently, and brightly. All the adventures of the heroine should not be taken to heart, there are rivers of alcohol and rash intimate relationships. But… I absolutely love the fact that she did not put her husband, the expectations of others, stereotypes, or other people’s opinions at the center of her life. She had the courage to put herself first.

The whole picture of independence is complemented by the city. Gilbert has portrayed New York so fascinating that the reader instantly finds himself there. An incredible, noisy, impressive New York that you fall in love with from the first word, from the first description.

The novel is not perfect, but it is easy to read, free. It will be pleasant and useful for a woman of any age to read.

This book is just my love. I read the author’s bestseller Eat, Pray, Love. I liked it, but not so much as “ahh”. But this book is just my delight. It’s “ah, ah! “.

The plot seems simple. An old woman, Vivian Morris, writes a letter to a woman, Angela, explaining who Angela’s father was to her. She mentions Angela’s mother and that her parents were married. So I think it’s a confession story by the father’s mistress. It doesn’t sound very interesting. But… it’s not like that at all.

Vivian narrates her entire life from college to old age. It’s so lively, sincere, unadorned. The language is so gorgeous, the atmosphere of New York, bohemia, theater, clothes of the 1940s, 50s, 60s in America.

Throughout the book, I completely forgot that it was a letter. It’s very atmospheric.

Vivian comes from high society, so to speak, and had a good upbringing. But this is not for her. The girl is sent to her aunt in New York, where she becomes a costume designer in a small theater. The name of the play gives the novel its title. And then her life took a turn for the worse, but it’s interesting to read about it yourself. And maybe the title “City of Girls” conveys the spirit of that time in America.

I really liked the book, I devoured it in just a few evenings.

It just turned out to be very real.

New York in the 1940s, theater and burlesque, altering dresses from old cuts, gin, nightclubs and youth. The atmosphere here is very well written. But the book is not only based on it.

“City of Girls was written by Elizabeth Gilbert, the author of Eat, Pray, Love. And at first glance, these are completely different books. But they are, in fact, about the same thing: freedom and the desire to live as you want.

In the autobiographical “Eating…” Gilbert tells us how she decided to file for divorce after leaving an unhappy marriage and went to look for herself in 3 different countries. It’s a book for amateurs, and I’m not an amateur.

But “City of Girls” is a work of art. Its main character Vivian Morris seems to be molded from everything that the author Gilbert aspired to in her life.

Vivian lives at the turn of the century, a life full of pleasures and mistakes, and allows herself to challenge all the decencies of the time. Sex without a relationship is fine. Drinking alcohol like a river is fun. Deciding never to marry is scary, but not for the sake of it. This is one manifestation of her freedom.

And another is that Vivian refuses to work for the family business and devotes herself to sewing clothes, a job she loves. She makes friends, loses some of them, but cherishes those who remain. She is responsible for everything she does with her life. This freedom is no longer about pleasure, it is about responsibility for yourself.

And when everything has already been lived, in the last chapters, I realized that there is still something strong in this heroine. She accepts herself with all her nuances. With all her sins. And she also accepts others with their guts. And this is definitely inner freedom.

Vivian Morris is an elderly woman who recounts the days of her youth in the “wild” New York of the 1940s. She tells the story as a nineteen-year-old virgin who travels to the city to live in her Aunt Peg’s theater, the Lily House, which is falling apart before her eyes. Her story is one of nightly carousing and unbridled sexual exploration, followed by war, maturation, and the everyday minutiae that go with growing up. Vivian’s adolescent exploits include free love, beautiful girls, and handsome men, but the book hardly fulfills its promotional promise of being an erotic, unpleasant, and yet enjoyable adventure for the reader. It is more of a sensual book than an erotic one, and the narration and the text itself are also quite gloomy and melancholic.

The most disconcerting thing is the decision to tell the story through the eyes of the elderly Vivian. She periodically interrupts to explain the meaning of certain moments from her youth, stopping the story. She transmits everything through a “foggy movie” from her head, stealing the story directly from the reader and putting everything aside for later. With this style of storytelling, there must be an epiphany – not in youth, but in older years – some moment that makes it worthwhile to tell the story with hindsight.

“City of Women” seems to me a title so grand and self-assertive, as if it were a novel – an anti-utopia where women rule. But that’s not the case at all…

Elizabeth Gilbert introduces us to the protagonist of the novel Viviane Morris, an ordinary girl with her aspirations and desires, moral principles and problems that do not coincide with the parents.

The girl has not lived up to expectations, and so her father sends her to her aunt, who owns a theater, in New York. Here begins our acquaintance with this great city which is open to the same people.

New York in the ’40s was described as a separate kind of art, this is not to take away from Gilbert (she manages to take the reader to a place where he was not).

Then we will have to get acquainted with the theater group, to go with them all the ups and downs, tears of joy and sorrow.

I think this book has everything but a happy ending.

Vivian Morris is not an idealized girl, but a very ordinary person. In her features you may recognize your friend, sister … or maybe yourself? Vivian was so close to me that I was able to feel her pain, I was able to fall in love with her, to go through all the obstacles.

I can’t tell you how much I loved this book. I read 530 pages in 12 hours and after that I felt empty.

If I were a famous critic, I would have given all the awards to Hilbert.

It’s certainly a masterpiece.