As it is the holiday times, many of you are probably sitting around thinking ‘I need some sort of physical item to show my appreciation for the people in my life whose presence I find pleasing’ and I would like to suggest that this is the item you are looking for.
Beauty Queens is the kind of unadulterated, out-of-control, campy satire that bludgeons my funny bone to smithereens. Fans of Dave Berry, Carl Haissen and Terry Pratchett (they’ve both mastered the art of the comedic footnote) take note. It’s spectacular, it’s snarky, it’s sly and it’s smart. (I’m so giddy it’s making me alliterative.) It’s satire in its best and brightest form and I loved every delicious, over-the-top second of it.
I will issue a disclaimer before I get carried away. If you’re not the kind of reader that can swallow their disbelief in the face of the ridiculous for the sake of having fun, you may not enjoy this book as much as I did.