Spring break was spent accompanying my daughter on a tour of colleges she was considering. Smith was on the list; Smith holds Gloria Steinem's papers, so I checked out Steinem's newest book to read on the trip. It was also the first pick of Emma Watson's reading group. So the universe was telling me it was a good time. Universe is always right. It was a good time. Mostly because I had forgotten how amusing Steinem is. I went in expecting to learn about her experience as an organizer, but I didn't know it was going to feel like catching up with my best friend who has been off having a fabulously interesting life while I have been at home. You are welcome, of course, to read this or any others of her books because they will be good for you (they will: not least because she owns up to her mistakes, as well as her successes), but even more so, you she read her because she's funny, and the tone of the book is that of your cool, adventurous friend catching you up on the decades over a bottle of wine, or, say, a guest on Graham Norton who has saved all of her funniest anecdotes for this occasion. And don't just take my word for it. My daughter started it either immediately after or slightly before I finished, and the humor was er favorite aspect, too. You can trust her, she's young and clever.