THE DISAPPEARANCE OF
ASTRID BRICARD
History said she was just a man’s muse. History was wrong …
Everyone remembers her daringly short silver dress. But what really happened to Astrid Bricard?
“Vogue meets Daisy Jones & The Six, as three generations of women carve their mark in the world of fashion . . . with incisive observations about women's roles as muse and inspiration - and what price they pay when they dare to create for themselves.”
— KATE QUINN, New York Times best-selling author
of The Diamond Eye
Would I Enjoy The Disappearance of Astrid Bricard?
This book is perfect if you enjoy:
mysteries that span continents and decades
women fighting to be remembered for more than being a muse
family reunions and secrets
stunning fashion
the 1970s
an epic romance with a dash of spice!
“A deft, stylish writer, Lester is able to trace the tumultuous highs and lows of her characters in a way that is as graceful as it is informative. Each of them are completely fleshed out and defined by their settings, making this story instantly immersive and atmospheric.”
A battle for fashion supremacy at the Palace of Versailles …
But Astrid Bricard has vanished, the only trace of her a bloodied white dress found on the floor of Versaille’s Hall of Mirrors
French countryside, Present Day:
Blythe Bricard is the daughter of famous fashion muses but she turned her back on that world, and her dreams, years ago. Fate has a different plan, and Blythe will soon discover there is more to her iconic mother and grandmother than she ever knew.
New York, 1970:
Designer Astrid Bricard is determined to change the fashion world forever. And she does―but as muse to her lover, Hawk Jones. When they're both invited to compete in the fashion event of the century―the Battle of Versailles―Astrid sacrifices everything to showcase her talent. But just as her career is about to take off, she vanishes, leaving behind only a white silk dress.
Paris, 1917:
Parentless sixteen year old Mizza Bricard vows to be remembered on her own terms. But turbulent decades and volatile couture houses intervene until, finally, her name is remembered and a legend is born―one that proves impossible for Astrid and Blythe to distance themselves from.