Via Interlibrary Loan, I received There She Is: the Life and Times of Miss America by Frank DeFord a few weeks ago. As prepared as I was for cheesy 1970s prose about a now-archaic institution (which is still nonetheless popular, as certain television programs show), this book was so laughably bad that I could not even read past the first few pages.
A sample from page 11:
Pageants are, of course, perfectly harmless. Very few sex maniacs start out their careers hanging around them.
Oh, sweet naïveté.
And chapter 4 (I think), entitled “How to Be 36-24-36 in a Swimsuit,” just feels a bit . . . well, slimy.
I would heartily NOT recommend this book.