If I said to you 'I absolutely cannot stand my neck' , you'd undoubtedly respond by saying something nice, like, 'I don't know what you're talking about.' You'd be lying, of course, but I forgive you. You can put makeup on your face and concealer under your eyes and dye on your hair, you can shoot collagen and Botox and Restylane into your wrinkles and creases, but short of surgery, there's not a damn thing you can do about a neck.Acclaimed Hollywood filmwriter and director Nora Ephron turns her sharp powers of observation back onto herself in these autobiographical essays as she examines the indignities of ageing for the Baby Boom generation. Filled with witty and biting essays like 'I Hate My Handbag', 'Blind as a Bat' and 'What I Wish I'd Known' this book offers the consolation that no matter how much your neck sags, your boobs droop, your skin wrinkles and your children don't appreciate you, someone has been there before you.Laugh-out-loud funny, irreverent and brutally honest, Nora Ephron captures the essence of what it means to be a woman growing older in a book that will strike chords of empathy, heartbreak, and hilarity with any woman who reads it.