This book does an excellent job of pitching the concept - I was 100% ready to dive in - but the end of the book left me feeling off. If the point had just been a gossip-y mag read, then fine. But the author tried to look more deeply at love. Unfortunately, she seemed to skip the prerequisite for deep thinking, which requires introspection, perspective, and maybe a little humility.
I do feel bad critiquing the book because it's basically the author's life (and she lived a very interesting one, and I am sure is a wonderful person). But there's a sort of false dichotomy that she constructs very early on between herself and the rest of the south (or moneyed elite, or the other people of interest that she reports on with breathless hints), and then of course, becomes one of the people who has her wedding in the NYTimes. When she describes her own actions, history, pedigree, etc., it's clear that she wants to be one of the 'elite', but then throughout the text she also makes fun of the 'elite', and it just doesn't come across well.
I also feel obligated to mention that, if you come from a family that literally owns slaves and then decide to get married on a former slave plantation, (and decide to write a memoir about your life where you publish this information) that probably requires a little more than a gloss that you're liberal and different because you had artsy parents. I really hope that she moved on from NYTimes wedding section to do "Neediest" work (i.e., writing about poor people) because she actually cared about them, and not because it was more important or more prestigious than the work than the wedding section. Despite a quick rundown on the rest of her life after deciding to get married, it doesn't really come across in the text why she made those decisions (even her decision to have her announcement in the NYTimes is unexamined), so all the reader is left with are speculations (like mine above).