It’s the prettiest sex book I’ve ever seen
That was my first impression when I ripped open the package. So pretty! Bold graphics, a feminine yet sassy color palette, unbelievably attractive layout. Whomever designed this book has some mad skills. I wanted to devour every page. All of the facts and images were presented in a very accessible and delightful way. The diagrams are a perfect balance between playful and informative. I’m a strongly visual person, and I’ll tell you, if textbooks looked this attractive, I’d be some kind of mad genius right now.
It’s incredibly well-written
Carlyle’s tone is perfect. She’s conversational, approachable, playful. It’s obvious that she knows what she’s talking about, because facts are delivered with finesse, but her style is so very easy to read. I once had the pleasure of attending an in-home workshop that she led, and I was completely charmed by her then. That easy, natural voice jumps right off the page with her book too. I couldn’t put this book down, which was fine because it’s also a relatively quick read. I couldn’t exactly leave it on the coffee table with a house full of kids, so I holed up in my room until I was done. Incidentally, I was so delighted by the information presented here, I found myself wondering what would be an appropriate age to pass this along to my daughters.
It’s seriously thorough
There is no corner unexplored with Sex Yourself. It’s the most comprehensive guide to female sexual anatomy, masturbation techniques, and sex toys that I have ever read. There are amazing overviews of just about every vibrator and dildo on the market. I learned things, which is kind of remarkable, and beyond exciting for a gal like me. It left me wanting to lock the room and take just a few…more..minutes of mommy time, if you know what I mean. It also made me want to add new gear to our Tickle Trunk.
Every woman needs this book
If every doctor handed out a copy of this to young women who are on the brink of their own sexual blossoming, the world would be a much, much better place. Carlyle’s approach to the idea of masturbation is similar to my own – we should all be doing it, and often. Understanding our own pleasure, growing intimate with our own bodies first and foremost, I just don’t know what is a more beautiful expression of self-love, of feminism, of our own power and magic. Okay, I realize I’m gushing here (for lack of a better word) but this book landed on every single level.
Please ladies, (and the men who love them) get this book. Buy it for your girlfriends, aunts, and teenage daughters. It’s up there with my favorite sex books, and my one and only complaint is that it’s the only one that Carlyle has written, so far. I cannot freakin’ wait to see what’s next.