
My Body
Reviews

devoured in 2 days. a lot of pages made me tear up, loved it

This memoir was beautifully written by a beautiful woman. I only knew Emily as a famous model so I was not sure what to expect when I picked up this book, but I was pleasantly surprised by how great this memoir was. People complaining that this story came off as Emily being a 'spoiled brat' completely missed the point of this book. Yes, she is a model but the stories she shared were so insightful and I believe she is a very talented writer (not fair that she can do both HAHA). She also somehow managed to come off as extremely relatable! Some of my favorite quotes: "In my early twenties, it had never occurred to me that women who gained their power from beauty were indebted to the men whose desire granted them that power in the first place." "No one likes an angry woman. She is the worst kind of villain: a witch, obnoxious and ugly and full of spite and bitterness."

"All women are objectives and sexualized to some degree, I figured, so I might as well do it on my own terms."

emily ratajkowski ha interrotto il mio blocco del lettore

An indelible portrait of womanhood and what it’s like to live in a society that commodifies women. Though the book is a portrait of EmRata’s own exploration of feminism and how she has learned to “take back her power”, I found it a bit sad that her essays still centered around taking that power away from men, rather than empowerment outside of the very system she criticizes. That being said, empires aren’t struck down in a day, and I thought this was a beautifully written memoir - something that I’d recommend for everyone, if not for learning, but for understanding a meaningful perspective.

“I so desperately craved men’s validation that I accepted it even when it came wrapped in disrespect” This was a powerful read. A lot of this book was honestly pretty hard to read, and Emily writes in such a determined, strong voice. On the back cover, someone reviewed the book with the word “unflinching” and that’s exactly how these essays felt. This book made me uncomfortable and furious at times, but also made me feel a sense of sisterhood. We’re all trying to figure out what it means to be at peace with our bodies, outside of what the world wants us to feel. It’s about reclaiming what it is that makes you YOU and taking your power back. It feels wrong to rate some thing personal like this but 4 stars feels right. I couldn’t put it down! I’d be interested to read more of her work in the future!

Yes, I thought this could be not good, and thanks God I was wrong. This book was beautiful and brutally honest. I love how she was not talking about her surrenders but HER body, and what mean for each slice of her life. It was a part that froze me inside, when she wrote “Who had taught me not to scream?”, because every single woman can relate to that. We weren’t taught that, but we never saw any women screaming before, and the ones who did it, were called “crazy/mad”. So, we never scream, we never complain, and we just try to forget.

A modern masterpiece

but I will remains as the real Emily; the Emily who owns the high-art Emily, and the one who wrote this essay, too. She will continue to carve out control where she can find it. I adore how open and honest the essay is written. It also taught me a lot about how badly women are treated in Hollywood. I'm hoping she'll write another book because this one was really impressive and eye-opening.

Honestly this book surprised me, I think every woman should add this to her casual reading list. It’s an easy read but very concise. Sharply encapsulated the often taboo topic of the trials of being a desirable woman.

Easy light read, that’s about it.

this book is not what I imagined. I will blame internalised misogyny for that; I honestly didn't think that i would enjoy this book the way i did, emily is such a good author (which i didn't expect, for the sole reason of her being a model which is very stupid on my behalf.) the way she's able to capture the rawest moments of her life is so graphically done that at specific points i felt nauseous while reading. Having said all that i do think if you have the time and think you will enjoy it i would recommend you pick up a copy!

i really enjoyed it. easy to read. thought provoking.

Honest, reflective and shocking.

I’m not sure what I exactly expected from this book? I can’t tell if I’m disappointed or surprised? It wasn’t mediocre, but it also wasn’t the best. Actually, it was quite dark and eye opening. And interesting, intriguing. I wanted to know more. I think rather than being a beautiful literary piece (which I regard Patti Smith’s and McCurdys memoirs to be) this was like a fuck you to the world from Ratajkowski - which I like and genuinely respect.

Loved it, very relatable, she explores based on her real life experiences the struggles that as women we have to go through in society due to the abuse of power from men.

“I’m still grappling with how I feel about sexuality and empowerment. The purpose of this book is not to arrive at answers, but to honestly explore ideas I can’t help but return to. I aim to examine the various mirrors in which I’ve seen myself: men’s eyes, other women I’ve compared myself to, and the countless images that have been taken of me. These essays chronicle the deeply personal experiences and subsequent awakening that defined my twenties and transformed my beliefs and politics.” This was an amazing book! Emily is an incredibly talented writer. She reflects on her past experiences and relationship with her body with such vulnerability. It’s extremely refreshing to hear unfiltered unedited feelings towards this specific topic. The exposure she puts on the toxicity of the male gaze, and their behavior (not only) in the industry, was very much needed.

An essay collection exploring a highly regarded woman’s perspective and how she grew up often being labelled and put in a box of “model”
A rare insight into the world of Hollywood and how Emily Ratajkowski rose to fame and dealt with often sexist situations.
Nothing revolutionary was brought forth however the strong evocative voice of Ratajkowski was raw and empowering.

lindo, honesto e doloroso

Gorgeous and somehow I can hear her voice inside my head when I read the words EmRata wrote, despite never having heard it before. CW: Mentions of SA and very casual objectification, the entire book discusses her relationship to those themes in her life and her sexuality as a whole / in general

a stunning, explorative, and cunning memoir that puts into question hollywood's sexualization of women, the body politics, and societal expectations (that are fucked up).

Beautiful description of the female experience. Em writes about the struggle with body confidence, the male gaze, the patriarch, health, birth, and our bodies. It is written very well, and written for everyone. No matter what anyone says I love this book!

I had no expectations for this book, but wow. Emily’s eloquence and raw honesty makes this a hard to put down read. What does it mean to use your body for money and what price tag does this come with?

Very eye-opening ❤️❤️ My polish family members recognized her name and her appearance from commercials.
Highlights

Por muito tempo, não achei que meu corpo fosse digno da atenção que seria necessária para mantê-lo saudável. Eu esperava que meu corpo funcionasse, mas tendia a ignorá-lo, mesmo quando ele chamava minha atenção.

To me, girls sexualizing themselves wasn't the issue, as feminists and anti-feminists would have us believe, but shaming them was. Why were we the ones being asked to adjust? To cover up and apologize for our bodies? I was tired of feeling guilty for the way I presented myself.

Dissociating makes everything easier. In a way, overexposing myself has always felt like the safest option. Strip yourself naked so it seems like no one else can strip you down; hide nothing, so that no one can use your secrets to hurt you.

And why did everything these women did, what they wore and what they posted, all seemn so reactive? As if they were adapting to and playing in someone else's game, with someone else’s rules

Now I realize I wasn't being a typical teenager. I just didn't want to be looked at by my mother, because I knew that when she watched me she was often calcu- lating: examining and comparing.

In my early twenties, it had never occurred to me that the women who gained their power from beauty were indebted to the mnen whose desire granted them that power in the first place. Those men were the ones in control not the women the world fawned over

Men never notice the over calculating that women do. They think things happen for “some weird reason” while women sing songs and do backbends and dance elaborate moves to make those things happen

I was a child, but somehow already an expert in detecting male desire, even if I didn’t completely understand what to make of it