A close friend of mine wisely pointed out via Facebook that, while no Hollywood natural-disaster film is complete without a grizzled, determined, and attractive lead character to save the day, the media frenzy surrounding Hurricane Irene’s east coast debut lacked
Christy Turlington Burns, the California-born beauty of Salvadoran descent, is more than a supermodel. She's also an advocate for human rights, a yoga practitioner, a businesswoman, and a mother. Turlington's career has taken her all over the world and on the covers and pages of Vogue, Vanity Fair, Time, V, Cookie, Mirabella, Elle... (just to name a few). She's one of four supermodels in Catwalk, a 1996 documentary (filmed in 1993) that followed her during Fashion Week in the major fashion capitals of the world. Turlington has appeared in campaigns for Bottega Veneta, Canon Japan, Calvin Klein, Escada, Versace, and Maybelline. There's more. Turlington is an author. She penned Living Yoga: Living a Life of Practice, published in 2002 by Hyperion.
“To wish you were someone else is to waste the person you are.” I was around seven or eight years old when my mother's best friend at the time came over to the house for a visit from North Carolina. She embraced my mom lifting her up in the air and gave me a big warm hug and a kiss on each cheek. It was at that time when Rene (my mother’s friend) told me that I was lighter than the color of healthy urine. At the time, I wasn't sure what she meant but that wasn't the first or last reference to my complexion from her that weekend. It was, however, the most disturbing of her insulting commentary on my skin tone. That evening shortly after dinner, Rene said I was so very light skinned that I resembled a bottle of pledge or a three foot banana when it is nice and ripe for peeling. That was another perplexing comment to me at that age. Am I the color of piss, pledge or bananas? Why was she making reference to my skin tone so often? I asked myself. I laughed at the time because I thought it was a funny thing to say because to refer to me as a big banana sounded innocent.