Cherries in the Snow

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.