Resembling nothing more than a scene out of a feverish, delirious mid-century novel by Kilgore Trout is this photo essay that celebrates an annual beauty pageant that takes place inside a massive women’s prison in Columbia. Yes, you may be doing 5-10 for trafficking, and that guy on the roof may be a sniper with an assault rifle, but some fishnets, a bit of glitter, some eyeliner and a evening gown, and you too can be queen for a day…
(thanks to Martin for pointing this out to me)