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Everything About Me Is Fake . . . And I'm Perfect Hardcover – April 27, 2004
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From Publishers Weekly
Supermodel Dickinson does not waste time sugarcoating her addictive quest for physical perfectionor "perfliction," as she dubs itin 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 womenand girls, including her 10-year-old daughterface 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days at the height of her career, Dickinson muses, "Nowadays, all that delicious, reckless self-indulgence has been replaced by the glaze of real life.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 shes never coy about her endless pursuit for the ultimate body: "I will go to any extent to suffer for beauty. Thats 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.
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About the Author
Janice Dickinson is the world's first supermodel. She has appeared on the cover of every fashion magazine in the world and is the author of No Lifeguard on Duty and Everything About Me Is Fake . . . and I'm Perfect. A former judge on CW's smash hit America's Next Top Model, she lives in Beverly Hills, California, with her two children.
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It’s easy to criticize this book if you’re looking for the same stark and heartfelt pain in “No Lifeguard On Duty,” when Janice talks about the abuse she suffered from her father as a childm, and how various people in the industry ran over her during her heyday. But the book is not meant to be a sequel to her first book or represent some sort of literary achievement. Dickinson does claim to be Ayn Rand or Edna Ferber and to hold her to a high literary standard is unfair and misplaced. It’s the snarky, sarcastic, Joan Rivers side of Janice that many people find fun and amusing. I admit, I am a fan and I do not apologize. The book is just meant to be taken for what it is – a look or commentary from her point of view at society and the media’s obsession with perfection and beauty ideals that cause celebrities to behave strangely. It actually says a lot more than she probably intended. To accuse her of doing too many drugs is a bit of a cheap shot and cowardly.
I also have a problem with reviewers challenging the veracity of her stories. I’m sure she has embellished some to some extent, but I doubt a woman who would be so painfully honest about the abuse she suffered as a child would make up stories for the sake of a book, especially when she would have no reason to – she lived the life. I was a bit skeptical of her encounters with Cosby in “No Lifeguard”, but I believe her now.
So if you're looking for an intimate look into her life or some literary triumph, then keep looking - this is not the book for you. But if you enjoy a lighthearted look at the life from the view and experiences of someone who lived through a lot and still has the guts and the courage to speak her truth, then ignore the haters and jump in with an open mind. Just enjoy the book for what it is. It’s her commentary on the industry and the media and the public from her eyes. Her cynicism and sarcasm are hard-earned through the life she's led. Sure, some of it is her own doing, but she admits that. That doesn’t mean she should be persecuted for being victimized by people she trusted.
This book is mildly amusing, at first, as the author cattily takes jabs at her former lovers, naming names. Let me tell you, Mick Jagger and Sly Stallone do not fare too well in this book. In general, the author talks about men in such a derogatory way that, if men were talking about women in this way, they would be called sexist.
The author routinely engages in trash talk, and some of it is acerbically funny. Yet, so often is it repetitious that it begins to pall on the reader. A more shallow, vain, and self-absorbed woman than the author would be hard to find. It is no wonder that she is unable to have long-term relationships, as she seems so one-dimensional.
Still, her book is a no-holds-barred look at her life and the wacky world of modeling, as well as the lengths one needs to go to stay on top of one's game. There is little enjoyment to be had from this book, and a measure of boredom will eventually seep in, as the author repetitively drones on and on about herself. The book is replete with photographs, which show the author in varying stages of her career, including before and after her breast implants.