I thought Sex Object (Amazon) was a fantastic book. It was so real, so smart, and the observations mix with her own life perfectly.
It’s full of killer observations about being a woman in the world, the way in which women are objectified, used, and abused. It captures horrifying things that happened – such as men on the subway being disgusting – in an unemotional way, and yet also makes it clear how traumatic those events were.
There are also observations on what it’s like to be a famous feminist, the comments that get made, and how much harder the cruelty sticks than the complements.
I’m not a close follower of Valenti’s work – this is the first book of hers I’ve read – but I loved it.