Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t a bad book. It’s just very…vapid. It was clearly written by somebody who doesn’t know much about feminism beyond “Shaving your legs is inherently patriarchal!” It’s fun, it’s lighthearted, and it’s easy to read; but it’s not very informative or detailed. Read as you would an opinion piece. Might be great for a woman just getting into feminism, or more accurately who has low self-esteem and is looking to change that. I can see my grandpa buying me this as a gift, if that helps reveal what type of book it is.