Every Girl Needs Her Signature Color . . .Jailbait. Mystic Jukebox. Ass-Slapping Pink. Say Hello (and Wave Good-bye). Born to Run. These are some of the lipsticks offered by Grrrl cosmetics, colors that every hip young woman in the city just has to Every Girl Needs Her Signature Color . . .
Jailbait. Mystic Jukebox. Ass-Slapping Pink. Say Hello (and Wave Good-bye). Born to Run. These are some of the lipsticks offered by Grrrl cosmetics, colors that every hip young woman in the city just has to have. Sadie, a twenty-something Brit living in New York City, has the enviable job of creating these catchy names—and she’s good at it. What Sadie really wants, however, is to find the perfect moniker for Grrrl’s signature color, a color that will be loved by generations of women. A color name like Revlon’s famous Cherries in the Snow.
Sadie’s own lip color changes with her mood: pink when she’s feeling girlish, orangey brown when she’s feeling sentimental, none at all when she’s in love, and traffic-stopping red, painted in a perfect bow, when she’s ready to end a relationship. In addition to her love of lipsticks, Sadie also has a penchant for much older men—none of whom ever measure up to her father and none she ever wants to stick around that long.
Enter Marley, a mysterious organic-food-eating, yoga-practicing graffiti artist close to her own age, who shows up in the Grrrl office one snowy day. . . . Sadie falls hard, and so does he. But Marley isn’t just devoted to Sadie; he also has a daughter, Montana, a precocious, possessive little girl who competes with Sadie for her daddy’s affections. This bizarre triangle is at the heart of Cherries in the Snow—a witty and sometimes dark saga of sex, the city, and the search for love . . . and the perfect red lipstick—from one of today’s most daring writers of fiction. ...Continua Nascondi