A slice of autobiography, punctuated with loud cries of conversion from absorption with the whims of the emotionally unsatisfying people of wealth and fashion, to the simple life with the riff-raff of the Virgin Islands, may make a lot of readers sit up and take notice, but didn't convince this reader one jot. These people of too much money and superiority are the ones who are wrecking freedom, peace and understanding! Between 1945 and 1950, this famous fashion designer went to St. Croix, and the friendships she made with the ""wrong kind of people"" set off the shallow materialism of her own career. She yearned to be shed of it all, and use the tools she knew best in a community that needed what she could give them. Bright, sparkling, witty and shallow- this is more of Hawes than I can take.