Everything About Me Is Fake . . . And I'm Perfect
The supermodel and author of the Los Angeles Times bestseller No Lifeguard on Duty tackles the perils of looking perfect and offers commonsense advice about how to feel good about yourself no matter what
Everything About Me Is Fake is a fast, funny, name-dropping, sexy read about how even the world’s first supermodel doesn’t feel close to perfect and never did—despite appearances to the contrary. This book explores how women spend their lives striving for the unattainable, trying to look like they walked off the pages of a magazine with Jennifer Aniston stick-straight hair bouncing in the breeze and Cover Girl smiles hiding the pain. She discusses why we need to feel perfect, and how our pasts, our unattainable ideas of beauty (thanks to Hollywood), and male expectations all collude to make women feel like they should be perfect.
Filled with anecdotes from her personal life that will shock and entertain, as well as concrete beauty tips that she learned while modeling, that will help anyone feel better in a matter of minutes, here is a book that no woman should miss.
Supermodel Dickinson does not waste time sugarcoating her addictive quest for physical perfection--or"perfliction," as she dubs it--in this collection of pithy biographical anecdotes and advice. In blunt, riotous prose, she confesses how utterly unattainable this perfect image is by"ripping off the designer clothes, washing off the makeup, letting the rest of the mascara run, and stripping away all the layers that created my life as a photo shoot." While it may be difficult to swallow this lesson in un-perfection from a supermodel, Dickinson refreshingly steers clear of feel-good platitudes. Instead, as in her last memoir, No Lifeguard on Duty, she deliciously dishes on everyone from former lovers Mick Jagger and Sly Stallone, to fellow supermodels Christie Brinkley and Iman, and finally, her-superficial-self. Although ostensibly sensitive to the devastating pressures young women--and girls, including her 10-year-old daughter--face for beauty, she recounts her past debaucheries with little regret. Looking back on the sex-crazed, drug-addled days at the height of her career, Dickinson muses,"Nowadays, all that delicious, reckless self-indulgence has been replaced by the glaze of real life. Am I happier now? Maybe, maybe not." And she's never coy about her endless pursuit for the ultimate body:"I will go to any extent to suffer for beauty. That's just who I am." This includes plastic surgery, Botox, obsessive exercise and even putting on false eyelashes, one at a time. Despite (or perhaps because of) her completely uncensored mouth, Dickinson comes off as likeable and, ironically, very real. 16 color and b&w photos.