1.) No Lifeguard on Duty: The Accidental Life of the World's First Supermodel, by Janice Dickinson
The best thing about Janice's memoir—an account of how she survived an abusive home, became a highly paid model, became a drug addict, and fucked lots of famous guys—is that she's really funny, irreverent, and (edited to be?) lucid. The second best thing about it is how deliciously TMI she is about everything: her binge-and-purge episodes before photo shoots; when she tried to trick Sylvester Stallone into thinking he was the father of her baby when he wasn't; fucking her best friend's (Jerry Hall) boyfriend (Mick Jagger); getting totally fucked up on coke and booze at Stephanie Seymour's bachelorette party until she puked; what a scumbag Bill Cosby is; and describing—in detail—Liam Neeson's penis size. The third best thing about her book is that it caught the attention of Tyra Banks, who then hired Janice as a judge on her new reality show America's Next Top Model, introducing her particular brand of inanity to a new generation, and helping create the second phase of Janice's career, as an arbitrary—yet weirdly reliable—source of inanity.
The best thing about Janice's memoir—an account of how she survived an abusive home, became a highly paid model, became a drug addict, and fucked lots of famous guys—is that she's really funny, irreverent, and (edited to be?) lucid. The second best thing about it is how deliciously TMI she is about everything: her binge-and-purge episodes before photo shoots; when she tried to trick Sylvester Stallone into thinking he was the father of her baby when he wasn't; fucking her best friend's (Jerry Hall) boyfriend (Mick Jagger); getting totally fucked up on coke and booze at Stephanie Seymour's bachelorette party until she puked; what a scumbag Bill Cosby is; and describing—in detail—Liam Neeson's penis size. The third best thing about her book is that it caught the attention of Tyra Banks, who then hired Janice as a judge on her new reality show America's Next Top Model, introducing her particular brand of inanity to a new generation, and helping create the second phase of Janice's career, as an arbitrary—yet weirdly reliable—source of inanity.
