A review by carojust
My Body by Emily Ratajkowski

challenging reflective sad fast-paced

4.0

I wasn't sure what to expect when I decided to read Emily Ratajkowski's memoir. I know her as Emrata, a very surface-level idea of her persona. She wrote from this perspective, and deeply reflects from this perspective -- I'm known as the sexy model who has collected a following, but is my influence truly power if defined by capitalism, defined by men?

My heart broke over and over with every sexual assault, every moment stolen by older men. She writes beautifully and simply about her body as something she's detached from. She's commoditized the male gaze, its own form of power, but even that is taken away from her. The traumatic detail she has to share is needed, in a world that doesn't want to listen to her more than look. 

This was hard material to read through, though I'm glad I did, to see more reality, and less posturing that's fed to us through celebrity. Emily is a survivor, and I appreciate her words and reflection. Looking forward to reading more from her!

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