Ursula was too long a name- Lambie was a pretty sickening nickname, but is was better than other derivatives and diminutives, so Ursula Prowder tried to resign herself to continued use of the nickname when she went on a chaperoned trip to Mexico to study Art when she was sixteen. Socially, she knew she was an abysmal failure; intellectually, she know she was like her scientist father and she hadn't learned to conceal it. This is the story- told through her own eyes in her own words- of how failure heaped on failure, how she tried to acquire ""pink magic""-the adolescent conditioning for social success- and failed, until Wally Grant came along and they found that in each other they had discovered what all the others lacked, complete understanding. There's a certain amount of humor, corny humor to be sure, and the sustained level of adolescent thinking is set by very arbitrary use of current lingo (and oh how fast that dates- ""natch""- ""cert"" -""smooth"" and so on and so on ad nauseam). Might have a plus teen age sale.