The book says that it is written by both Emily Kimbrough and Cornelia Otis Skinner, but all of the writing is told from Cornelia's point of view, so I'm not sure what Emily was doing. However, the writing is brilliantly done and does not appear to need any added input from anybody. Each chapter follows some part of the girls' travels. I am amazed at all of the details remembered after such a long time (1942). There is nothing vague and fishing through memories about the writing. It is told as though each event happened yesterday. From a disastrous tennis game (This is story I cried with laughter through) to buying two little dogs that proceed to pee on chairs in the Ritz Hotel, every single story is captivating and most of them are very funny.
I really have no complaints about this book, other than I laughed too hard. There are some mildly racist remarks made about Italians for about 2 pages, but definitely not strong enough to make any huge difference in the book.
The illustrations are fantastic. They are all pencil drawings, done of various events throughout the book. They had the added bonus of being very funny and perfectly mirroring the writing style of the authors. Here's an example of what they look like:
|A picture taken shamelessly from Flickr.|