How To Be a Woman is full of appalling personal confessions, which have been presented in a brilliantly funny but poignant way with a very sensible underlying message. The book is described as “part memoir, part rant”. It describes how to be a woman of 21st century.
From the first chapter that tarts on Moran’s 13th birthday, ‘I am 13 stone, have no friends, and boys throw gravel at me when they see me’ to the last she uses the death of an associate to get into a brawny discussion of the reasons why women feel the necessity of having plastic surgery. This book is packed of most puzzlingly complex epigram with funniest references that has ever written.
