Well this is all very holy shit, with the self-unveiling of Jezebel's formerly-Anonymous Model columnist: "New York remained exceptional for a lot longer than anywhere else, but, eventually, I tried coke in the kitchen of the Beatrice Inn and then at a party I stayed long enough to hear a white magazine editor refer to a black magazine editor, not present, as 'that fucking nigger,' and slowly, the city lost its particular glamor." Oh, get a cup of coffee and come back in a half an hour after you read that!
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
27
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EXACTLY!
EMPHATICALLY SECONDED!!
Confused, sincerely. Are we excited that:
-we now know Tatiana's identity,
-she did coke at the Beatrice Inn, or
-there is racism in New York City?
I'm personally excited about the first one.
The other two lost their luster positively hours ago.
Also, she's managed to capture My Essence at what is apparently her former (and now once again) blog.
So there's that.
Thanks.
Honestly? Like, you know, really? She just says fabulous all the time, but in a slightly more educated, faux culturaly critically way.
"I didn't get my $690.90 -- $413.70, after wire transfer fees and currency conversion -- until this April. "At least," said the agency accountant, "you worked!"
"I often reflected on the fact that studies show that women, after looking at fashion magazines -- full of pictures of girls very much like me, sometimes even pictures of me -- feel bad about themselves. I also often wondered why it is, given this fact, that we buy the magazines again next month."
Gee that started to sound familiar to me... oh, because it sounds like being a freelancer! Turns out my job IS like modeling... except without the travel or the blow at Beatrice Inn (let alone ANY inn). Hell, I even have the same name.... sigh.
A couple more mentions of butt-sex and she might find herself with a book deal.
I like her writing.
Just read her post, and this will be the best I feel all week. Le sigh.
When do we find out who Balk is in real life?
If my example is anything to go by, only when you are so shitfaced you have no recollection of any part of the 30 minute conversation except braying "BYYYYE BAAAALK!" down the street as he nervously retreats to his crying room or whatever he calls the place lives/keeps his booze. (Still, definitely one of the highlights of my last visit to NY.)
Too much Joan Didion in her writing. For example, this line:
"It became apparent to me early on that a lot about the fashion world does not, on its own terms, add up."
is used by Joan Didion to describe California about three times in Where I Was From. Plagiarism!
Ah, thank you.
I knew there was something Didionesque about that sentence construction, but I was thinking of "Goodbye to All That", and since I'm at work, I couldn't check to be sure.
I find her calls for reforms in the modeling industry a little less than sympathetic. She admits it's a ridiculous industry that does a lot of harm to models but instead of just abolishing it she wants to somehow regulate. The highpoint of her obliviousness to me came when she quoted a model who complained that photographers groped her but that the money was so good she couldn't pass up the job so won't someone do something to help her?
How does one "just abolish" the fashion industry (please, no quoting Rage Against the Machine lyrics)?
The modeling industry. It's her professed helplessness in the face of money and a glamourous lifestyle that is so annoying, like she's upset that there is a downside to it all. Solution: Find a real job.
That's fair to a point, but some of the stories I hear... Nobody deserves to be abused at work no matter the perks. You can't just go with, "Sorry that guy tried to finger you, but you're going to Ibiza!" I don't know what the line is (would you move your desk into the bathroom for a 2-day week at full pay?) but there's stuff that's clearly over the line.
But that's just it, they're the one's saying, Oh, he's a creep, but I get to go to Ibiza. A start in changing things would be to, um, not go to Ibiza?
She’s a good, thoughtful writer, but I stopped reading her columns for the same reason I stopped reading Hell’s Angels about halfway through when I was in college. I just don’t care about models/motorcycles that much.
This move is pretty shrewd. At 23, her no-name modeling days are waning, and now she can be that good-looking young memoirist they feature on the Today show. Or a veejay. They still have those, right?
Yes.
Do they ever.
Funny enough, it never really occurred to me that she was really a model. I guess I kinda figured she was an intern or something.
Anyway, glad that eating disorder I developed in tenth grade thanks to Kate Moss didn't land me any modeling gigs or all that sexual abuse probably would have pushed me over the edge and I would most certainly have ended up dead or in serious rehab!
She was outed last Dec. on FrockWriter. http://frockwriter.blogspot.com/2008/07/tatiana-mystery-is-kiwi-jenna-sauers.html
I'm still in love with this f*cking town even though I've never done anything cosmopolitan or trendy.