By Paulina Porizkova
An incisive, superbly written first novel by means of a former twiglet that explores the glamorous and gritty global she inhabitedOnly a handful of girls on the earth have skilled what Paulina Porizkova has -- being whisked away to version in Paris whereas nonetheless undefined, achieving the head of the occupation sooner than her schoolmates had even graduated -- and less nonetheless have the perception to seize it on paper.In her first novel, Paulina tells the tale of Jirina. A tall, scrawny fifteen-year-old woman from Sweden, she's even more acquainted with scoffs and disdain than admiration and affection, no matter if from her classmates or her circle of relatives. that each one alterations whilst her basically good friend, Hatty, asks to perform her make-up and images talents on Jirina. nearly prior to she is familiar with it Jirina is on a airplane to Paris, the place she's going to spend the summer season in a milieu completely alien to her. dwelling on the domestic of her modeling agency's proprietor and regularly subjected to blunt actual tests, catty and sometimes merciless fellow types, and womanizing photographers -- and, miraculously adequate, whereas occasionally feeling really attractive -- Jirina embarks on a trip past her wildest imaginings. among picture shoots in Italy and Morocco and events with versions and musicians, Jirina manages to make a couple of associates, fall in love, and, ultimately, believe the very grownup discomfort of betrayal and heartbreak.Told with the grace, simplicity, and accuracy that could in basic terms come from real-life event, A version summer season is either the debut of a particularly gifted novelist and an strangely well-informed glance behind the curtain at a global many of us fantasize approximately, yet few relatively comprehend.
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I can’t fathom speaking to my mother like that. ” She shifts her body so her back faces me, and she cradles the phone. ” I remove my things from the top drawers. HATTY PICKS UP on the second ring. “Are you there? How is it? ” I describe my trip, while Britta repeatedly slams the drawers in the background. ” Hatty says. For a moment, I’m discombobulated, and then I remember. Once Hatty found out I was to travel with another girl, she made me swear I wouldn’t like the new girl more than I liked her.
She flinches at my touch. Mucus has dribbled down her nose, past her mouth, and hangs in strands from her chin. ” I point to myself. ” She doesn’t respond. Her eyes bore into mine; she inhales and on the exhale lets out an ear-piercing shriek. “It’s okay, Mommy will be right back,” I tell her in English but her screams continue. “Maman, viens, maman viens,” I try in French, hoping it’s true. I pick her up and she sobs staccato into my shoulder. ” I rock her back and forth and her small cold body finally gives in to mine.
It takes me a moment to realize it can’t be her. I’m in Paris; the other bed is occupied by a sleeping Britta. I jump out of bed and open my door to the twilight of the apartment. A little girl, maybe two years old, stands naked in front of the aquarium and cries. Her hair is pale like her mother’s, her eyes the chocolate brown of Jean-Pierre’s. She stops crying and looks at me with a streaked face and snot dripping from her nose. A quick glance reveals she is alone and I run up to her. ” Her chin starts to tremble.
A model summer by Paulina Porizkova