Bought this a long time ago, read this a ling time ago. Back then I liked it: I ate books for breakfast, lunch and dinner. It is a thriller, with a little extra: what can happen when you are so obsessed with your looks. That part gave me the shivers. I think it still is quite actual.
Will not read it again though: it has been sitting on my shelves for ages, so I'm taking it with me to the meeting at Terschelling.