From book jacket: Lucilla Webb, a 37-year-old wife and mother, went to the BEAUTIFUL YOU salon to be made into a New Woman in eight weeks, just as the BEFORE and AFTER ads promised (or threatened). The first mistake she made was in keeping it a secret from her husband, Arthur, a nice unsuspicious type who naturally wondered why his wife was acting so peculiar. Her homework alone was enough to give him butterflies in his bay-window. (For instance, the time he found her dangling nude in a doorway, and understood her to say she was practicing sinning.) As for what Lucilla went through in classes, learning to walk, talk and look like a New Woman - if you've ever wondered what fabulous furor goes on in those places, this is your chance to find out painlessly.
In case you read We Shook the Family Tree and/or The Husband Who Ran Away, you can imagine what fun Hildegarde Dolson gets out of the misadventures of Lucilla, her husband, her teachers and her classmates, particularly the lusty, busty show-girl, Paris Green. For the gayest novel of the year, our nomination is The Form Divine.
If Miss Dolson had left out the occasional profanity, the wandering eye, and the preoccupation with women's chests, this would have been a more comfortable tale to settle into. It's quite funny and also insightful into the husband/wife viewpoints.