If there is something to be learned from the words people pick for their passwords and proxies, then Lena Dunham\u2019s choice of aliases \u2013 pseudonyms that, as a public person, she has used over the years to conceal her identity when checking into rehab or ordering room service \u2013 give us a tiny glimpse into the writer and director\u2019s self-image. Among her staples, \u201cLauri Reynolds\u201d (after her mum, Laurie, with whom she is strikingly close); \u201cRose O\u2019Neill\u201d (after the American millionaire illustrator, who lost her fortune to burnout and hangers-on); and my favourite, \u201cRenata Halpern\u201d, an alias Dunham shares with readers of her delicious new memoir, Famesick, without explaining the name\u2019s\u00a0origin.<\/p>\n
\u201cHas anyone else clocked the Renata Halpern reference?\u201d I ask Dunham, who is in her apartment in New York, talking fast via video call while waiting for an egg-and-cheese bagel to be run up from the deli. On the brink of 40, she is in her dark-haired era \u2013 very Jane Russell in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes \u2013 which, this morning, is set against a bright orange shirt and the pale, glowy skin she describes as the single happy side-effect of hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos syndrome, a genetic condition of the connective tissue with which Dunham was diagnosed in 2019. Later this month, she\u2019ll return to London, where she has lived for the last five years with her husband, Luis Felber, and where she enjoys greater anonymity than in her native New York \u2013 although, she says, not enough to dispense with the aliases. (\u201cJust when you think no one cares, someone does something creepy, so you have to watch out.\u201d)<\/p>\n
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