I missed the Golden Globes because I was glued to HBO — a recent extravagance from Conway Corp. — watching "Girls," the Golden Globe-winning sitcom starring, written and produced by Lena Dunham.

Dunham is a milquetoast-looking young woman with a huge one-shoulder tattoo and apparently a huge talent.

What it has taught me is I don't want to be like her character or know anyone like any of her characters, but I'm fascinated but happy that I never lived through a stage of life like that.

It may be that is what life is like these days for college graduates or grad students, even, who have non-paying interships only and still depend on their parents for rent, Ramen, utilities, iPhone,  transportation and, I suppose, weekend debaucheries.

It's a theme in another Bravo reality show, now on hiatus, featuring young women who operate art galleries. It seems glamorous, but it's a business: The art must be sold and the bills must be paid.

When the pointy-toed shoe drops, one partner's response: "I'm moving to Paris."

In "Girls," the Lena Dunham character, thinking of herself as independent and out in the world, is  surprised when she gets a dinner invitation from her parents and the word comes down from her very stern mother:

"No more money."

And that's the challenge and the reason for the story. It is fascinating and will probably give me bad dreams.

I close my eyes during the naughty bits.

(Staff writer Becky Harris can be reached at becky.harris@thecabin.net and 505-1234.)