Now I Know….. How to be a Woman.

I was given this book “How to be a Woman” by Caitlin Moran for my birthday off a dear friend of mine. I was unsure what to expect really, and it wasn’t something that I would have picked up off the bookshelf myself.

Well… the first few chapters freaked me out and I thought they were really gross, it was like a car crash no matter how much I didn’t want to read any more I felt myself compelled too. Reflecting back it was a good start following Caitlin into adulthood and her experiences, so it did progress at a good pace. To be fair you could start reading this book from a young age and just read a chapter at a time where things correlate with your own life, I think it is most insightful in that respect.

As the book goes forth so does Caitlin into womanhood and I found some areas really interesting and that I could relate to most things she was saying, she even covers issues like sexism, feminism, children and abortions. I think some of these topics are really brave to cover but she does it in a very human way. I have to say this book even helped me understand some things that my friends are going through or have been through, so it was insightful as well.

I would recommend this book to anyone, cringe through the first few chapters no matter how much they might freak you out and it’s worth it in the end. It not only got me thinking about different issues and circumstances but also it is laugh out loud funny in places.

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