Some Women Try to Have It All. Elizabeth Wurtzel Has Nothing.

Here she is contemplating her one-night stand of a life

In a time when countless articles are published arguing whether or not women can have it all, it seems like it should be refreshing that Elizabeth Wurtzel flat out admits that she doesn’t have it all. In fact, she writes in New York magazine that she has nothing—”no husband, no children, no real estate, no stocks, no bonds, no investments, no 401(k), no CDs, no IRAs, no emergency fund…no assets, no family.” What does Wurtzel have then? Well, she has a lot of names to drop. So, at least there’s that. She’ll always have that.

In the grand tradition of profoundly privileged women who just can’t pull it together and need rescuing over and over again but still want you to feel bad for them, Elizabeth Wurtzel took to the pages of New York magazine to complain about what a terrible time she’s having because of all the terrible decisions she’s been forced to make because she is a “free spirit” who “doesn’t know any other way to be.” Oh, to be a free spirit, to be pure at heart, to be the kind of person who “chooses pleasure over what is practical” and “goes to law school on a lark.” What would it be like to have that kind of freedom?

It sounds like it would be pretty excruciating, actually. It sounds like it might be just about the worst life ever, because even though Wurtzel has the luxury of frittering away her Wednesday mornings eating “paprika biscuits” in bed (which, gross, just think about all those brick-red crumbs in her sheets) with some random guy, she also complains that she is “so done with 2012. What a wretched year it was.” Aw. Poor Lizzie. What happened? Well, apparently, Wurtzel had the landlord from hell, a woman dubbed “Hooker Maria” whose animosity toward Wurtzel is explained away by the fact that Hooker Maria is old and jealous. This is just one instance where Wurtzel demeans other women on the basis of what they look like, which, is just about the quickest way to lose any credibility in my eyes. When Wurtzel calls two policewomen “fat,” she doesn’t help her argument that these cops were ineffective, she only proves that she isn’t imaginative enough to come up with better insults than a somewhat slow 3-year-old who missed his nap could.


  1. This was great!!! But but but the baby boomer assholes all around tell us it’s today’s kids that are entitled pricks! LOL.

  2. …You have all been so mean to Wurtzel. It takes true grit to write such a soulful piece and for others to learn from it.

    I was pained on her behalf. Had I the money, I would have sent it to her, promptly!

    The worst, as usual, are the women!


  3. ONLY Liz Wurtzel would appear at an event dedicated to addiction literature and proudly guzzle wine. Last time I discussed addiction with my addict peers (which is often) it was universally decided upon that a mood-altering substance is a mood-altering substance, regardless of format.

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