How Broad City let me accept my own sense of womanhood

There are a lot of TV shows out there that try to depict what young adult life is like. You have shows like Gossip Girl, where everyone is hot, wears all the best clothes without ever repeating an outfit and gets the best jobs without working in a day in their lives because everything works out in the end.

Then you have a show like Broad City. In a nutshell, Broad City is about two women smoking weed, having sex, partying too hard and masturbating, aka doing what most everyone else in a non-Gossip Girl universe does on a daily basis.

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Broad City shows what it’s really like to be a 20-something who doesn’t have it together, and seeing it all played out on TV makes it comforting to know we’re all together in this shit show we call life.

I find myself shouting, “YAS QUEEN!” at least once in every episode of Broad City. Whether it’s talking about what “gross” guy they would fuck or stealing day old bagels for dinner that week, the show’s day-to-day banter is basically how my friends and I talk about anything and everything.

Sure, the show has its extremes, like when Abbi’s phone was stolen in Central Park and Ilana took her top off and danced around so she could look through people’s bags. But we all have that friend who we’d go to the ends of the earth for, even if all that means is finding her phone so she can get laid.

Despite their flaws, these two women are everything I strive to be, from the level of confidence they walk with to their comfort with themselves and their bodies. Personally, I don’t see myself making faces at guys just to see if they will come home with me like Ilana or Abbi pegging, but I’ll settle for a nice medium between the two.

Watching episodes on their own is good for a quick 20-minute chuckle-break, but if you’re a binge watcher like me, that quick laugh turns into an hours-long therapy session in self confidence and acceptance.

“Broad City shows what it’s really like to be a 20-something who doesn’t have it together, and seeing it all played out on TV makes it comforting to know we’re all together in this shit show we call life.”

 

I’ve been told that I needed to “smile more” my entire life. It always made me feel uncomfortable and weird, like I’m in the wrong for not smiling like a damn idiot all the time. So when a passerby tells Ilana and Abbi to smile, they put their middle fingers to the corners of their mouths and smile while flipping the guy off.

This is the response I’ve always wanted.

The gesture comes off as a joke, but it is saying so much more. So many women feel that shouldn’t have to smile to make a man’s day brighter. So yeah, we’ll smile but we’ll also tell you to fuck right off.

When these two crazy women write about these everyday situations, it puts everything into perspective. Whether it’s Ilana twerking on the wall or Abbi, drink in hand, telling everyone standing by the bar to get the fuck out of the way, seeing aspects of actual young women like me on screen lets me accept myself in ways I never had before.

It’s OK to like things that aren’t considered “lady-like”. It’s totally normal to go to work for eight hours, eat carbs all day and then smoke a blunt before bed. It’s fine to be a size zero or a size 16. It’s acceptable to take a guy home and have your way with him (but as Ilana always warns, wear a condom).

Be queens, be you.  

Be sure to check out the new season when it returns tonight on Comedy Central.

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