I found this an interesting and, at times, horrifying, though rarely surprising, read. I expect some of the information is a little outdated now as it was written in 2004 -- new procedures and products have undoubtably come out on the market -- but the concepts are unchanged. There were a couple procedures I wasn't aware of, including cosmetic toe surgery and injecting fat into the soles of the feet to compensate for long-time high-heel use, but for the most part I think I'm pretty current on available surgeries (including those that reshape the vagina or navel and the one required after gastric bypass surgery that removes all the extra skin). I *was* jaw-droppingly surprised to read about the Navy SEAL who had a bullet wound scar created by a plastic surgeon because he was embarrassed that he didn't have any battle scars from his time in the military.
For the bulk of the book, I was generally pleased with the author. She presented things pretty fairly, I thought. She did regularly refer to the "ugly" people in the world, often along with a description of whatever it was that made them so, which sat with me poorly. I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised to hear the word tossed around so casually in a book about cosmetic surgery, but I was. I was also initially surprised to learn, as the book progressed, that the author has had quite a bit of cosmetic work done herself -- about $12,000 worth, as I recall, including numerous Botox injections and, later, eyelid surgery and liposuction. I suppose from a journalistic standpoint, this is a good thing as she can speak directly about the process, the thoughts behind the decision to make it, etc. I don't know why it initially sat with me strangely, but it did. (I did have to laugh at her "I'm not obsessed, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not" lead in to describing all the work she elected to have done. And I was not at all sympathetic to what happened with her last lip injection.)
I found parts of the book very sad, and not just reading about the people who were disfigured or killed during or as a result of their surgery. There is, of course, the inherent sadness of how young patients are these days and the strength of the media and social demand for conventional beauty. What struck me most was Mrs. X -- a wealthy man's housewife who has regular procedures and surgeries, so many that they encompass three paragraphs of description/listing. WHen asked by the author if she regretted not having a career, Mrs. X. said no, because she probably would never have been good enough at anything to make a difference. I find that incredibly sad.
(A bit unrelated: I had to stop and put the book down after learning that crematoriums are discouraging the cremation of morbidly obese bodies because "during the process, vast amounts of fat often leak and cause fires outside the cremation device." Ick.)
So, in short, a decent, if disturbing, read.