


If you want more Victorian era goodness, check out my historical fiction novel, The Spirited Mrs. You’ll have to read the book yourself to get it.) Now, if you’ll excuse me, I just got a new parasol with a handle that looks most delicious. So, why exactly did I find this book so infuriating? Because I’m mad I didn’t write it first. Why aren’t more hardcovers made this way? The cover illustration is directly on the cover. I also really like that the hardcover doesn’t have a dust jacket. Lots of Victorian illustrations are included, all with a funny little caption. Any book that can make me laugh as much as this one did gets my seal of approval and unending praise. Like, not silent snickers but actual, physical laughs. When I say “laugh,” I mean actually laugh. (Having to stick a towel between your legs once a month and hoping for the best stands out in my mind.) This type of book isn’t unique in itself-I’ve literally got a shelf of “everyday life” books just a few feet away-but Oneill spends the entirety of the book making the reader laugh at the absurdity of it all, all the while retaining respect for the women who were forced to endure so many horrible day-to-day events. Dealing with marriage, the marriage bed, periods, a woman’s duty, cleanliness, hysteria and more, Unmentionable is a well-researched peek into the 19th century private lives of the fairer sex. It takes everything delicate and sweet about the Victorian world featured in movies and romance novels and turns it sideways, going into the horrible details of being a woman in the 1800s. Unmentionable: The Victorian Lady’s Guide to Sex, Marriage, and Manners by Therese Oneill is just… it’s just that it’s… I found this book uncommonly infuriating.
