Well, it is in the hands of straight-talking Caitlin Moran, writes Nicky Pellegrino.
Although I consider myself a feminist, usually I'd run a mile from books on the subject, suspecting they're all dreary, disapproving rants. Then my Facebook friends in the UK started talking about How To be A Woman by Caitlin Moran (Ebury Press, $37.99). And since it's been a stayer in the Amazon top 10, I had to check it out.
All I can say is Moran is some sort of genius. She has managed to redefine feminism thoughtfully and hilariously, producing a book that women will want to read on a topic we all thought we'd heard enough about. Also, if there were prizes for the quirkiest use of slang terms for a vagina it would definitely win.
Moran is a well-known newspaper columnist in the UK and her style is confessional and confronting, so letting her loose on an entire book about feminism was bound to be provocative. What she's come up with is part memoir, part polemic and one of the funniest things I've read in ages.
It opens in 1988 as Moran turns 13. The eldest of eight kids growing up in a cramped council house, she is far from ready for what happens next - body hair, periods, stretch marks, boobs, a sudden fascination with the naughty passages in books.