...why? Because it's ALL about the stupid values "we" seem to have placed on beauty - or, rather, we are plastered with. And this is from someone born in the nineteenth century (just), this title written 1960-odd (I think).
Wow - hard not to give it away...set in a 'dys'topian society, bit like "Do Androids Dream..." , where the human is meant to be so perfected that they can surpass those nasty things called feelings, but where we know through the oh-soooo wonderfully human female protagonist that this can never do for us. It says so much about the horrors of the West - but done so subtly, 21st century writers should take a lesson. Anti-"Stepford Wives", anti-those golden arches we love to loathe, this will have you weeping fairly quickly (if you have a heart), cancelling the surgey and heading straight for the garden centre a.s.a.p. "Il faut cultiver votre jardin" said France's Voltaire many, many years ago (at the end of 'Candide')......same lessons, again and again.