Donatella Versace confirmed yesterday that her 20-year-old daughter Allegra is seeking treatment for anorexia. Now, I want to be clear here, I’m not calling Donatella a bad mother. I have no idea what kind of mother she is, period. And I’m in no way making light of the very serious disease of anorexia. But, really, could this be any more ironic? A fashion designer who pushes a beauty myth on women that says you can never be too rich or too thin is now facing the consequences of that deadly message in her own home. Will this make the arbiters of our aesthetic take a long, hard look in the mirror? Will they finally see what the rest of us can already see so clearly? That you can, indeed, be to too rich and too thin. And that they might even kill you.
On an unrelated note, doesn’t the face Donatella is making look like a parody of Maya Rudolph doing a parody of her on SNL. Life imitating art imitating life. Serpent. Tail. This shit never ends.