Took a long time to read this, largely because for some reason, Keith Richards' intro really put me off.
However, the memoir itself shows a woman with lots self esteem and fear of poverty and failure became, unfortunately, attracted to the power and confidence of one Mr Phil Spector. The world is more aware now of what an absolute piece of work he was, but poor Ronnie dealing with some of his behavior recalled in this book.
All that aside, she was the ultimate female rock and roll singer and I loved reading that she really just loved that life (and had some pretty hot hook-ups, friendships with the likes of Cher and John Lennon and fun too).
Recalling her alcoholism, which began when she was terrorised by Phil Spector, is a sad read but am glad she found her second husband and appeared to have found some peace in her life in the few decades before she died.