A friend of mine gave me this book out of the blue, and told me to read it because Jane reminded them a lot of me. After reading her book, I'm not sure if I should be flattered or not. As a sorority girl at UNC-Chapel Hill, and also as a girl who has been "reared" in the South by a "proper" Southern family, I can relate to many of the stories that Jane tells in her book. You might think that many of the anecdotes about the South are untrue or exaggerated, but I can promise that they are not. I differ with Jane, however, because I have no desire to leave the South. I love this quirky place and the charms that come with it. Leaving the South would be akin to refusing to help an older woman to her car with groceries, which as Jane tells in the book you just don't do . Jane wrestles with her love for New York and her lingering affection for the South in this witty, amusing book. You're in for a ride if you pick this up, and I can only hope you'll enjoy it as much as I did.