The Tokyo Cover Girls
(The Tokyo Cover Girls , #1)
Publication date: April 28th 2016
Genres: 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 couture 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 . .
Jess’s flip-flops thumped like two flat tires as she walked across Visage’s coral-tiled flooring. A marble reception counter stood in front of her, surrounded by several rows of framed magazine covers. Each one featured a girl with sparkling eyes, smooth hair, and porcelain white skin surrounded by pink bubble letters. Jess glanced at the faded Food Not Bombs tee and frizzy ponytail reflected in one of the cover’s glass frames and smiled. She was definitely not going to impress any lingerie clients dressed like this. Luckily, she didn’t have to. She approached the counter.
Jess had asked Yuki to email her a copy of the contract two days ago and she still hadn’t received it. How hard was it to attach a document? She figured it would be faster if she just dropped by the agency and grabbed a paper copy. Plus, it would be a good opportunity to tell Yuki she wanted to be sent on castings again. Winning the competition would of course ensure she met her summer target and beyond. But what if she didn’t? She needed a backup plan. However, Jess hadn’t figured on how many subway transfers it would take to get to Visage’s office. The trip had taken half an hour longer than she’d anticipated. At this rate, she would have to hurry if she wanted to meet Taro at that restaurant on time.
“Hai, hai,” said the receptionist, staring at the shiny white laptop on her desk. She wore a silver headset and was nodding with a delicate, staccato rhythm that reminded Jess of a budgie.
“Uh, excuse me,” said Jess. The woman waved a hand toward her, eyes still glued to the screen. Jess glanced at the line of offices stretching out in the corridor beyond the desk. She hadn’t told Yuki she was coming. She sure hoped her booker was in and she hadn’t come all this way for nothing—though at least she’d had lots to think about during the ride.
Jess grinned, remembering how Taro’s bangs had kept falling into his eyes when he was going off about genetically modified foods. She’d never met anyone so interested and informed about environmentalism. Even the place Taro had suggested they eat at tonight sounded cool—a vegan sushi house that served fair-trade teas. She couldn’t wait to check it out.
About the author
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.