A Sundance-winning filmmaker reveals how her “most cringe-inducing moments” have been integral in shaping her life.
The New York City–born daughter of Iranian immigrants, Akhavan always felt like a “different species.” Her insecurities became even more pronounced during adolescence when classmates posted a picture of her on a joke website and labeled it “the Beast.” Later, the author would reclaim the differences that set her apart from “skinny symmetrical white girls” (broad shoulders, Middle Eastern background, queerness) on a journey to adulthood that was both darkly comic and sometimes self-destructive. In college, Akhavan began cutting, and soon after, she underwent cosmetic surgery. “I don’t think my nose job actually had that much to do with my nose,” she writes. “I was reeling from my first broken heart and my parents wanted to support me, but since my heart had been broken by a girl, we had to pretend it wasn’t happening.” In 2005, Akhavan met Cecilia. Their professional collaboration helped the author find success as an independent filmmaker, while their friendship survived the “desperate need for validation” that she had battled for years. When Cecilia had a baby, Akhavan realized, “the truth that was too embarrassing to say out loud was that I’d never have considered making a decision without her, from what outfit to wear to what partner to choose, while she hadn’t taken me into account when making the biggest decision of her life.” Musing on the maturity that brought with it a desire for both children and “proximity to my heritage,” she notes, sagely, “you’re going to keep making a fool of yourself, because that’s what it is to be alive.” As she depicts her struggle to come to terms with a complex identity, Akhavan also celebrates the hard-won privilege of self-acceptance.
A readably funny and candid memoir.