If you would have told me a year ago that I would be on the internet highly recommending Kim Kardashian’s book of selfies, I would have laughed. I just texted someone that I was writing a blog post about how cool this book is and they replied “How is that possible?” Well, it is. At this point I’m convinced that Kim is a genius performance artist, and that “Selfish” is one of the most important art books of 2015. There could be college classes dissecting Kim’s rise to fame and America’s fascination with her. I’m kind of engaging in hyperbole right now, but I’m almost not. To quote a Slate article on this book “I can’t recommend it enough.”
Why? The scale of the book is awesome. It’s tiny and thick. Like Kim? Like Kim. I’m convinced that part of Kim’s insane popularity is that she has back fat. This is not meant to be an insult. I think that she wears clothes that are too small on purpose, so that her tiny muffin top situation will keep America fascinated with her. It’s the vulgarity, the imperfections that make Kim popular. Perfect people are boring. (Kendall is basically a more perfect, model-esque version of Kim, and she is WAY less interesting to look at.) People we can pick on, people who ugly cry on camera, wear dresses reminiscent of sofas, Givenchy shoes that don’t fit and gain loads of weight during pregnancy are interesting. Mocking her is half of why America watches her. Kim doesn’t hide the ugly, even as she attempt to become more and more beautiful. Through the book you see her transform, from a gorgeous if imperfect woman hanging with Paris Hilton (baby hairs on fleek, ha!) to this ever more plastic, perfect and yet still imperfect version of herself.
Even at first glance, you can tell the book is a lot more thought out than a ‘book of selfies’ though it’s just that. This book is proof that this is a woman who is in complete meticulous control of her own image. The text in the book is proof that this deceptively simple person Kim pretends to be is a ruse. “Kim was born and raised in Los Angeles; where she resides with her husband and daughter,” reads the last page of the book. Hahahahhahaha. Is that the most ridiculous description of Kim’s life that you’ve ever heard? YES. The book also has a large swath of pages that are black – those pages contain the nudies. I think Kim is using herself, her body, as muse, and the world’s fascination with her is the subject of her book. She courts the attention, but plays coy. I’m just Kanye’s #1 fan #wifelife, lol. Whatever you think of her – she’s clearly in on the joke, and laughing all the way to the bank.
The woman knows what’s up. And dare I say it: Kim is an artist – her image is the art- and this book of self portraiture and exploration of womanhood and the self is proof of that.
Seriously, if you see the book in person you will instantly be aware that this book is cool in a real way. Plus its $12. So yea, I can’t recommend it enough.
Get it on Amazon. HERE.