I know, I know, that makes a very bizarre headline, since the Pink Carnation is technically already in England– when she’s not in France, that is, or Ireland or Portugal, wreaking havoc on Napoleon as only she knows how.
However, while the Pink Carnation may have been resident in London, her chronicles were not. UK readers and friends have complained to me in the past about the difficulty of smuggling the books across the Pond.
Complain no more.
(Insert noises of author madly jumping up and down and cheering herself hoarse here).
This is only a mock-up of the cover, so it may yet be subject to change, but I couldn’t resist sharing it with you.
I love the big pink bow. So much.
In fact, I love everything about this edition so much. As one of my favorite Gilbert & Sullivan characters would say, “It’s just too, too much heppiness!”