Today the Blog Tour for Tokyo Cover Girls is visiting my blog! I am really delighted that I have a chance to host this tour on my blog!
I have for you all an excerpt of the book. But before I start with the excerpt, I first got some information on the book, and the author!
Publication: April 28th 2016
Ages: Young Adult
Category: Mystery, Young Adult
New York has Jacobs, Paris has Chanel, Milan has Versace and Tokyo has . . . Hello Kitty toilet plungers? With its cute-obsessed catalogue and magazine market, anyone who is anyone knows that modeling in Japan means being at the bottom of the fashion industry. Blake, Jess, and Hailey are doing their best to survive yet another casting where pigtails and toddler-impressions are a must when they stumble upon the opportunity of a lifetime. The prestigious Satsujin company has selected them to compete for a campaign that will transform the winner from commercial nobody to haute culture superstar faster than you can say Vogue Italia.
Of course, nothing is ever what it seems in the fashion world. Just ask all those dead girls…
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Jackie Amsden worked as a fashion model in China, Japan, and Taiwan before retiring at the age of eighteen after one too many agent threats, nude photo shoot requests, and self-loathing-induced Pocky binges. If you’d like to learn more about her decent into the darker side of Asia’s candy-coated modeling industry sign up for free installments of her upcoming memoir and get updates about the sequel to The Tokyo Cover Girls at www.jackieamsden.com.
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And now drum roll the excerpt for this book! Models, mayhem, crime, mystery!
Blake sat hunched on her bed, staring at the small plastic card in her hand. The words Tiffany & Co. were printed across the turquoise front in black lettering, along with a very large dollar figure: $1000.
The gift card had been waiting for her, along with a note, when she’d returned the day before—a reward to congratulate her on the victory. She had won the first challenge and had a very generous bonus prize to boot. So why did she feel like shit? With a quick flick of her wrist, Blake sent the card flying across her room. It hit the wall and tumbled to the carpet. She leaned back on the bed.
Okay, so maybe sabotaging Hailey’s outfit had been a little low, but it was only fair. Hailey had started it when she’d stolen Blake’s booking. Besides, they were in a competition. Blake had just done what she needed to win. Anyone would have done the same—wouldn’t they? The dull pounding in her head tightened. All this stupid whining was giving her a headache. She needed coffee. She sat up and checked the time. It was 3:00 p.m. Make that coffee and breakfast. She glanced at her reflection in the wall mirror: her eyes were puffy, her hair was frizzy and knotted, and the formerly white tank she had slept in was so stained it could have passed for camouflage. She pulled on a hoodie and headed to the kitchen.
Castings had been cancelled for the entire week, which was fine with Blake. She wouldn’t need to wait in another stupid studio line-up for the rest of her life once she’d won the competition. Blake blinked against the sudden light surrounding her.
Model apartments normally reminded her of home—worn appliances, dull floors, a few cockroaches cruising the walls at night, and a collection of stale pasta and spices in the musty cupboards. But not this one. With its perfectly white walls, granite countertops, and giant flat-screen TV, casa Visage was nothing like her mom’s Sacramento shitbox. There was even a brand new MacBook on the coffee table with full Wi-Fi access. She sure wasn’t complaining—even if they had chosen kitten print laminate for the floor. God damn, Japan.
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