Supermodel Janice Dickinson’s over-the-top quest for Mr. Right is a hilarious rollercoaster of famous names, outrageous stories, and vicarious thrills.
The inimitable, outrageous Janice Dickinson—America’s first supermodel and the bestselling author of No Lifeguard on Duty and Everything About Me Is Fake... And I’m Perfect—now serves up her most scintillating kiss and tell-all yet in Check, Please! Loaded with uncensored dish on her dating sagas and her stranger-than-fiction bedroom adventures, Check, Please! shows Dickinson as a real life Samantha Jones, and three decades at the top of the fast-track, glamorous world of modeling have given her a wealth of juicy stories.
Dickinson dissects nearly 100 dates over a 25-year span—each one more jaw-droppingly outrageous than anything Jackie Collins could dream up. (There’s the Big Pharma billionaire, for example, who blurts out his fantasy of having Swarovski crystals shoved in every orifice before they’ve finished the first course of their first date—a declaration that forces Dickinson to quickly abandon the fantasy of “free botox forever” that he’d inspired in her.) Dickinson’s dates also reflect the changing times and the evolution of what she’s looking for in a man. From the unfettered hedonism of the 80s, a decade spent in white-hot one night stands and steamy affairs, to her heightened desire to find Mr. Right during the 90s, to her current state of play, Check, Please! is a fun, over-the-top vicarious thrill ride—with a core that’s highly relatable.
Dickinson, the "world's first supermodel," reality TV regular ("America's Next Top Model," "Surreal Life") and author (this is her fifth book in three years), gets tiresome quickly in this memoir masquerading as a how-to. Despite having dated everybody from Bruce Willis and Mick Jagger to Warren Beatty and Sylvester Stallone, the subject at hand is Dickinson, not dating, a point foreshadowed in her "Consumer Warning": "It'll help you, I promise-but I mean help you the Janice way. I'm no hand-holder." Vacillating between bitchy tell-all and wicked know-it-all, Dickinson doesn't say much about the dating scene that hasn't been covered in a thousand different places: "Good sex is great and great sex is phenomenal, but a married man is a dealbreaker. And a heartbreaker." Funny guy Jon Lovitz's odd foreword establishes the self-obsessed pitch that carries, with little variation, through Dickinson's occasionally amusing chapters on meeting men ("The Pickup"), keeping men ("A Date's Great, but a Relationship Rocks"), juggling men ("Take Two - They're Cheap") and leaving men ("Extricate Now! Ask Me How"). If you like a good dish, that's precisely what you will get: a standard Hollywood confessional with a strident voice, a self-serving agenda and 16 pages of color photos.
Makes o e see the unfortunate reality of what dating has truly become in our society today. And this book really does give the reader a good sense of being ready. And pus it works like a very well survival guide in our dating world too!