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Youthjuice
On sale
4th June 2024
Price: £22
‘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 Bunny 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
‘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 Bunny 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
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Reviews
My Year of Rest and Relaxation meets The Neon Demon - youthjuice is a nail-biting story of friendship, self-esteem, and transgression. It asks how far you'll go, and what you'll sacrifice, to get what you want
Lena Dunham's Girls meets Gwyneth Paltrow's Goop meets Mona Awad's Bunny meets . . . Elizabeth Báthory. youthjuice is a darkly comedic cautionary tale, oozing with voice.
Staggeringly brilliant and bitingly honest, youthjuice is as beautiful as it is brutal, dancing between razor-sharp commentary on beauty culture and the visceral pain of existing as a girl in this world. The sublime prose will have you gasping in awe while the terrifying twists will keep you squirming and feverishly turning the pages. E.K. Sathue skillfully peels back the pretty pink veneer of youth, friendship, and beauty to insecurity, betrayal, and violence. This novel is a blood-smeared mirror. What truth will it reflect back to you?
youthjuice is a shocking dive into the depths of what we will do to stay young and beautiful. It's brutal, funny, poignant, and one of the most entertaining books I've read in ages. E.K. Sathue's prose is devastatingly elegant. A must-read, but you may question your beauty habits after!
outh and beauty have never seemed at once so desirable and repulsive. This book sickened me in the very best way. I don't know if I want to go run to get Botox or swear off beauty products forever, but either way youthjuice got under my (ever-aging!) skin and might stay there for a very long time
Sumptuous and f*cked up, youthjuice explores our obsession with anti-aging through luxuriously icky body horror
A dark, sardonic look at the beauty industry
If The Picture of Dorian Gray were set at a contemporary Goop-esque 'wellness and lifestyle' brand, it might read something like Sathue's satirical, gory, and delectable debut . . . It's a certifiable page-turner
A stomach-turning work of corporate horror with a sharp focus on satirizing the beauty industry and its influencers.
Happily standing up to NYC, beauty culture and ageing, [youthjuice] is going to resonate