The description from the cover of Beauty Queens gives a vague idea of what it is about, and yet it misses so many important things. I put off reading this book until I had read almost all of the other books in the category, thinking that it would be a palate-cleanser between “serious” autobiographies, and nothing more. Instead, it turned out to be a fascinating, in-depth satire of the beauty industry, the mass media, and so many other things.
I grew up too late to be aware of the Riot Grrrl phenomenon – I was only 10 years old in 1995, and was also located in a small Canadian town, where feminist political movements weren’t exactly center-stage. In fact, I hadn’t heard about Riot Grrrl until this book came up in a publisher’s email. It looked interesting, though, and I went for it hoping that I would get a bit more knowledge about feminist history in the process.