And perhaps what speaks most highly of Elson is the fact that she is completely open about all of it - from her eating disorder and being told she wasn’t “fit to model socks” to the fashion industry’s white supremacist history and the recent call to arms for models’ rights - with her own children, Scarlett Teresa and Henry Lee, whom she shares with ex-husband Jack White.Īfter all, raising our kids in an environment in which honesty and accountability are paramount is the best way we can empower them to build a better world - a mission that, for Elson’s “little feminist” kids, as she says, seems already well underway. But start reading it, and you realize this is also a deeply raw, honest, and intimate autobiography in which Elson unearths so many truths about modeling, motherhood, and the ways we live with and learn from our own bodies and minds. Judging by its cover, it’s a coffee table hardback of superb quality, a visual chronicle of Elson’s decades-long modeling career since she was discovered in her native Manchester, U.K., as a teen. The book, much like Elson, comes as a surprise. I mean, we are those people one of us just happens to also be a supermodel/musician with two albums out as well as a gorgeous new art book-cum-memoir, The Red Flame. In fact, she’s so down-to-earth that as we chat, I easily forget that we’re not just two tall flannel-clad divorced moms complaining about the trials and tribulations of sending our kids back to school in person during a pandemic here in the ever-frightening, mask-flouting South.
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