My curiosity led me to this quirky biography, and I'm glad it did. Smith has crafted a refreshing account of her (our) era as well as a valentine to the long-lasting friendship she shared with photographer Robert Mapplethorpe. From her adolescence in South Jersey to her precarious days at the Hotel Chelsea in NYC, this is, surprisingly, a Blakean journey of innocence and loss. With endearing honesty and vivid details, Smith recalls the late '60s and early '70s as a time marked by poverty,longing, artistic and sexual exploration. The friendship between Smith and Mapplethorpe might be seen as a reflection of the times, but ultimately, it is a testament to the power of relationships to enrich our imagination, our lives.