Teen beauty queens. A lost island. Mysteries and dangers. No access to email. And the spirit of fierce, feral competition that lives deep in the heart of every girl, a savage brutality that can only be revealed by a journey into the heart of non - exfoliated darkness. Oh, the horror, the horror! Only funnier. With evening gowns. And a body count.Join Libba Bray in this wicked satire of beauty pageants, reality TV and teen pop culture.'A wickedly bleak page - turning snarkfest ... Effortlessly readable.' The Sunday Age