Rita Wilson Smartly Made Sure Lena Dunham Couldn’t Write Her A Nude Scene On Girls

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Rita Wilson strikes me as one of those genuinely “cool moms” who’s legitimately with-it: Her twitpic from the Emmys was my favorite of the night, and now she’s guest-starring on HBO’s Girls playing Marnie’s (Allison Williams) equally intense mom. And showing just how hip to the times she is, Rita made sure that creator/co-star Lena Dunham didn’t write her a nude scene.

“I [wanted] it put in my contract… [They] don’t want to see me nude,” she told Us Weekly at HBO’s post-Emmys party on Sunday. “That’s all I have to say. I’m like, ‘Don’t write in any nudity, please!’” It’s a smart move, since as we found out in just ten episodes, most of the cast of Girls ends up naked and in compromising positions at one point or another. At first we assumed it would just be Lena, as part of this whole baring-her-soul exercise. But each of the girls got pretty graphic, half-clothed sex scenes—and then there was that scene in 1×06 where Hannah’s on-screen mom was full-frontal and going at it in the shower. So, Rita Wilson is not fucking around with her nudity clause.

Still, even if she’s not shimmying off some impeccable designer dress — because you know Marnie and her mom have the same fashion sense — she did promise some “outrageous” moments. “[Filming] was a blast,” she said. “It’s just one episode this season, but I hope there’s room for [my character] to grow!” And yes, that’s her posing with Allison and husband Tom Hanks at the HBO party. Social media win, Rita.

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    • Norman

      It would be difficult even these days to name a “star” more hype-driven than “Lena Dunham”, if such a person even exists. From what I have seen in trying to watch the “show” supposedly written by this person it consists of chunks of badly-adapted homages to lame soap operas,movies and sitcoms punctuated by unneeded nudity from its whiny “stars” who live the typical TV white-girl existence. You know, the one where you don’t have a job, don’t have real friends, don’t have any visible means of support, actively dislike your parody parents. Oh, and you can neither find nor hold onto anything more than the most slackerly wannabee “man” that wanders through the frame. Thankfully there is a saving grace to “Lena Dunham”: even in the real world of TV the ratings for her “show” are so low they guarantee that hardly anyone has heard of her.