A review by jraspatella
My Body by Emily Ratajkowski

emotional reflective sad medium-paced

5.0

This book of essays really resonated with me. I felt myself thinking about past experiences with a more observant lens. To be honest it took me a long time to read this book. I was always interested in its premise, but that niggling of internalized misogyny kept me from pursuing buying my own copy. How could someone as beautiful, who seems to relish in commodifying  their own body have anything to say about the female experience when they’ve benefited so strongly from the patriarchy.  A women’s worth is so often based on commodifying the parts of herself most palatable to the outside world. We are taught at such a young age that people expect women to be polite, interesting, “lady-like”, but just sexy enough to keep a man interested enough to either give them the opportunity to succeed, or marry them. This felt like a mirror. It doesn’t matter what walk of life we come from, how famous, or how pretty we are; we as women are all united in a world built to take from us. 
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