Let's say 4.5 stars. This was so beautifully captured, and so apt in its straining teenage susceptability to consumerism. I’d give it a 5, except for a creeping unease with the author’s fascination with destroying women’s bodies. (cf. the very different and also very good The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing. In both cases there are valid plot reasons for the violent actions, but… there’s got to be another way to effectively present these themes.)