My sister was going to give this book to our mom, but I can’t go to sleep at night if there is a memoir about being a Southerner that I haven’t read yet. So I assured my sister that it would be much better if I were to read the book first, THEN we give it to mom.
Here’s my favorite passage so far:
“In addition to keeping up appearances, Southern women are raised to make entrances. I have a very curvy friend who grew up in both Atlanta and Charleston, and I asked her the other day what possessed her to go through a long period after college in which she wore almost nothing at night but skintight dresses covered in sequins or bugle beads or both. She didn’t miss a beat. ‘For impact. For the sense that all eyes are on you, that the whole room has frozen.’ Now this woman has a Ph.D. in theology, but I realized when she said that, that there are women all over the South who were taught to think about how their clothes would catch the light no matter what their occupation.”
Somebody besides my mother used bugle beads in a sentence! She is definitely going to love this book.