Youthjuice
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Sprache:Englisch
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Beschreibung
Produktdetails
Einband
Gebundene Ausgabe
Erscheinungsdatum
04.06.2024
Verlag
Random House N.Y.Seitenzahl
288
Maße (L/B/H)
21,2/14,7/2,9 cm
Gewicht
456 g
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN
978-1-64129-592-5
American Psycho meets Devil Wears Prada: an outrageous, hilarious, indulgently nasty horror novel for the goop generation
A bloodthirsty copywriter realizes that beauty is possible—at a terrible cost—in this surreal, satirical send-up of NYC It-girl culture.
From Sophia Bannion’s first day on the Storytelling team at HEBE, a luxury skincare/wellness company based in New York City’s glitziest neighborhood, it’s clear something is deeply amiss. But Sophia, pushing thirty with plenty of skeletons in her closet next to the designer knock-offs, doesn’t care. Though she leads an outwardly charmed life, she aches for a deeper meaning to her flat existence—and a cure for her brutal nail-biting habit. She finds it all and more at HEBE, and with Tree Whitestone, HEBE’s charismatic, sinister founder and CEO.
Soon, Sophia is addicted to her HEBE lifestyle, especially youthjuice, the fatty, soothing moisturizer Tree has selected Sophia to test in top secret. But the unsustainability of HEBE’s system is rapidly growing apparent, and Sophia is going to have to decide how far she’s willing to go to stay beautiful forever . . .
Glittering with ominous flashes of Sophia’s coming-of-rage story, former beauty editor E.K. Sathue’s horror debut is as hilarious as it is stomach-churning in its portrayal of literally all-consuming female friendship and capitalism’s short attention span. youthjuice does to skincare influencers what Bret Easton Ellis did to yuppies in the ’80s. You’ll never moisturize the same way again.
A bloodthirsty copywriter realizes that beauty is possible—at a terrible cost—in this surreal, satirical send-up of NYC It-girl culture.
From Sophia Bannion’s first day on the Storytelling team at HEBE, a luxury skincare/wellness company based in New York City’s glitziest neighborhood, it’s clear something is deeply amiss. But Sophia, pushing thirty with plenty of skeletons in her closet next to the designer knock-offs, doesn’t care. Though she leads an outwardly charmed life, she aches for a deeper meaning to her flat existence—and a cure for her brutal nail-biting habit. She finds it all and more at HEBE, and with Tree Whitestone, HEBE’s charismatic, sinister founder and CEO.
Soon, Sophia is addicted to her HEBE lifestyle, especially youthjuice, the fatty, soothing moisturizer Tree has selected Sophia to test in top secret. But the unsustainability of HEBE’s system is rapidly growing apparent, and Sophia is going to have to decide how far she’s willing to go to stay beautiful forever . . .
Glittering with ominous flashes of Sophia’s coming-of-rage story, former beauty editor E.K. Sathue’s horror debut is as hilarious as it is stomach-churning in its portrayal of literally all-consuming female friendship and capitalism’s short attention span. youthjuice does to skincare influencers what Bret Easton Ellis did to yuppies in the ’80s. You’ll never moisturize the same way again.
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