Engaging, somewhat brittle, and like its predecessor Past Imperfect, thoroughly candid, this book continues the actress' autobiography-- Hollywood, the war years, and finally, her divorce and remarriage. Supplied as always with a whole quiverful of mats; justes, Miss Chase is at her funniest and best when she talks about clothes, her mother, shopping, wartime travelling, female stuffed shirts, and Hollywood's wonderland. All but the most uninhibited will, I think, feel much more comfortable with this material than with so many pages of eavesdropping on the author's romance. All the same, it's good entertainment, and rather less shallow than her earlier books. And it will sell.