Darkly glamorous and viciously funny, She’s All the Rage is a tailor-made nightmare about identity, ambition, and the horror of getting exactly what you wished for.The Devil Wears Prada meets The Exorcist in this wickedly chic horror novel about the cost of wishing you were someone else.Ilona Darke has always felt like a ghost in her own life. She’s overlooked at work, can’t find love, and is haunted by the sense that she was meant for something more. Until she discovers Le Fays, a mysterious SoHo atelier, where she finds a stunning suit that fits her like a glove.When Ilona begins wearing the second-hand garment, a new, more confident voice begins to replace her lifelong internal bully. Ilona stands a little taller. Speaks a little sharper. Wants more than the life she’s accepted. And the new, persuasive voice in her head feels less like a threat than a gift. But every gift comes with a price. As the Manhattanhenge solstice approaches, Ilona begins to lose track of time. She’s been waking up with unexplained bruises and pulling threads from her skin; she’s starting to wonder whether the suit is actually helping her become her best self or if it wants something more . . .**Praise for Leigh Radford:‘Gripping, grisly and wonderfully written’– Daily Mail‘Compulsively readable’– Olivie Blake, author of Girl Dinner‘Acidic, funny, queasy’– Emma van Straaten, author of This Immaculate Body

Darkly glamorous and viciously funny, She’s All the Rage is a tailor-made nightmare about identity, ambition, and the horror of getting exactly what you wished for.The Devil Wears Prada meets The Exorcist in this wickedly chic horror novel about the cost of wishing you were someone else.Ilona Darke has always felt like a ghost in her own life. She’s overlooked at work, can’t find love, and is haunted by the sense that she was meant for something more. Until she discovers Le Fays, a mysterious SoHo atelier, where she finds a stunning suit that fits her like a glove.When Ilona begins wearing the second-hand garment, a new, more confident voice begins to replace her lifelong internal bully. Ilona stands a little taller. Speaks a little sharper. Wants more than the life she’s accepted. And the new, persuasive voice in her head feels less like a threat than a gift. But every gift comes with a price. As the Manhattanhenge solstice approaches, Ilona begins to lose track of time. She’s been waking up with unexplained bruises and pulling threads from her skin; she’s starting to wonder whether the suit is actually helping her become her best self or if it wants something more . . .**Praise for Leigh Radford:‘Gripping, grisly and wonderfully written’– Daily Mail‘Compulsively readable’– Olivie Blake, author of Girl Dinner‘Acidic, funny, queasy’– Emma van Straaten, author of This Immaculate Body