' youthjuice got under my (ever-aging!) skin and might stay there for a very long time' CJ
LEEDE 'My Year of Rest and Relaxation meets The Neon Demon - youthjuice is a nail-biting
story of friendship self-esteem and transgression' JENNA CLAKE 'Staggeringly brilliant and
bitingly honest . . . his novel is a blood-smeared mirror. What truth will it reflect back to
you?' RACHEL HARRISON American Psycho meets The Substance in this outrageous body horror for
the goop generation A 29-year-old copywriter realises that beauty is possible - at a
terrible cost - in this surreal satirical send-up of NYC It-girl culture. From Sophia
Bannon's first day on the Storytelling team at HEBE a luxury skincare wellness company based
in New York City's glitziest neighbourhood 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 moisturiser 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. You'll never
moisturise the same way again. 'A certifiable page-turner' PUBLISHERS WEEKLY 'A
stomach-turning work of corporate horror' KIRKUS REVIEWS
