RAGE Fashion Book is the world’s most dynamic, ambitious magazine.
Its editors - like Cat Ono – have the power to change minds and the market.
They’re savvy, sisterly and polished to perfection. Even the one found dead in her office.
Everyone thinks Hillary starved to death – but Cat knows her friend’s dieting wasn’t a capital P problem. If beauty kills, it’d take more than that. Hot-headed and fiercely feminist, Cat’s sure she can match the investigating skills of Detective Mark Hutton, solve the case, and achieve sartorial fulfillment.
But going undercover, Cat’s in over her head, and soon becomes snared in a very stylish web of drugs, sex, lies and moisturizer that will change her look – and outlook – forever.
Cat’s about to find out what it really means to be a fashion victim.
What does TWG think?
I have no idea where to begin with this one! -scratches head-.
Hmm. I guess I could start by saying how intrigued I was about this book after reading the title! I mean, with a title like ‘I’ll Eat When I’m Dead’, how on Earth could you be anything BUT curious? If I’m honest, I probably wouldn’t have picked up this book based on the cover alone, if it didn’t have that particular title. Why? Because the title is edgy, intriguing and incredibly eye-catching; ideal! That said, the book cover fits with the theme of the book which is really what it’s aim is, it isn’t going to care whether I like the image or not now is it?
I have never really been a trendsetter when it comes to dressing myself in the mornings. Let’s face it, if I was a celebrity I would find myself on the ‘worst dressed’ lists in magazines as I would be rocking the combats, trainers and cropped tank top look! When I realised that this book was going to centre around the fashion industry, I was half expecting myself to put the book down due to the reason above. But I didn’t. I became even more intrigued as I wanted to see the world behind the glossy pages and the enticing one liners of a magazine. Little did I know how colourful that world was going to be..
Pretty bonkers if you ask me, and that’s not in a sneering way! It really was like reading the modernised version of The Devil Wears Prada// NCIS collaboration! Hillary Whitney is dead. Her death isn’t obvious yet rumours fly around the office in regards to her death; after all, she worked in fashion and the first thing which people associate with that is body image. Sorry, BAD body image (eating disorders etc). Even though that subject was briefly touched upon in places, I still found it difficult to read due to it being rather close to home. However, it was a brave (yet clever) move on the authors part to include that topic as well as many others (drugs/alcohol), because it’s something that is ALL over social media these days. It really is everywhere. I really was impressed at how the author managed to bring the storyline up to date with such a complex plot.
However, I struggled to find the gritty parts of the storyline, especially the investigation surrounding Hillary Whitney’s death. Personally, I felt as though the whole fashion, magazine, and glamour parts of the storyline overpowered the rest of the book. I would have enjoyed it more if the investigation took more of a centre stage, whilst also having that raw, intense feeling to the situation.
Don’t get me wrong, this book was pleasant enough read and it certainly kept me entertained in parts. It made me chuckle as well as making me want to find a job in fashion (I was sucked into the glamour!!)!
I’ll Eat When I’m Dead is such a bizarre, bonkers and entertaining read; completely different to anything I have ever read before. It’s unique, modern and full of enough glamour and fashion tips to turn you into Gok Wan by the end of the book. On that premise alone, I enjoyed it. On the other hand, the entire storyline didn’t gel with me as much as I would have liked it to, but, I don’t regret reading it at all.
Thanks Quercus Books.