Isobel Fairfax, a traditional conservative, has left her Deep South family home to "gather experience" for her intended career as a writer. She heads up north to Boston, where she observes (but cannot get involved in or even understand) the activism and hedonism of the late '60s with some amusement - until one day the wall dividing her apartment from her next-door neighbor's comes down and Isobel finds herself rooming with the world's most liberal feminist - Polly Bradshaw. Isobel is drawn to Polly despite herself, and they head off to set up a women-only commune in California. Along the way they take in a number of women from various walks of life and Isobel develops her writing craft (well, she goes from writing romance novels to writing explicit pornography). The book is truly, unbelievably hysterical, and a marvelously caustic commentary on the Era of Love, feminism, and life.
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