Emily Ratajkowski made headlines again, but this time not for her beach photos or red carpet appearances. The model and actress sold the rights to her upcoming book, MOTHER F*CKER, to the prestigious publisher Penguin Press for a seven-figure million-dollar sum. The news hit the publishing world like a bombshell, as twelve publishers fought fiercely to secure the project, sparking a bidding war that ended with a contract promising to be one of the juiciest of the year.
The book stems from an essay Ratajkowski published in The Cut magazine, where she spoke without filters about the compulsive dating phase she went through after becoming a single mother. In that text, the 35-year-old model dared to talk about power, relationships, and above all, how she had to rebuild her identity after the end of her marriage to producer Sebastian Bear-McClard. The publication went viral instantly, and for good reason: with nearly 28 million Instagram followers, anything she posts becomes a trend.
But this is nothing new for her. In 2021, she had already published My Body, a collection of essays about her body and her experience in the fashion industry. Now, with MOTHER F*CKER, she promises to go a step further and dive headfirst into her post-separation love life. Although she avoided naming names in the original essay, the book will surely reignite speculation about her alleged romances with Brad Pitt, Pete Davidson, Eric André, Harry Styles, and even Austin Butler. None of those rumors were confirmed, but expectations are sky-high.
In the text, Ratajkowski detailed how her sex life with her ex-husband fizzled out just six months after the birth of her son Sylvester. The breakup came less than a year later, and that’s when her dating journey in New York began. She described with humor and irony the men she dated: a suitor with no flirting skills, a vegan artist with impeccable posture, a chef with doubts about his sexual health, and even several electronic musicians. She also confessed that before separating, she had never had a one-night stand, and that in her entire adult life she had only been with eight people.
But it wasn’t all fun and games. Despite the lighthearted tone, she made it clear that her son was always the priority. «I had rules: never be late for bedtime and basically no sleepovers,» she said. Even after a night of drinking, she made sure to return home to relieve the babysitter and be there when Sylvester woke up. And she confessed something few expected: «I didn’t enjoy sex.» She said she was so busy loving and caring for her son that she couldn’t engage as she hoped in that new romantic life. Over time, she admitted that that phase of sexual freedom wasn’t as pleasurable as she thought it would be.
Penguin Press, the publisher that secured the rights, boasts a catalog of giants like Zadie Smith, Ottessa Moshfegh, Ron Chernow, Will Smith, and Phil Jackson. So Ratajkowski’s book arrives with a prestigious pedigree. The question is: will it live up to expectations? For now, the model has already shown she knows how to sell her intimate secrets, and apparently, the market is willing to pay millions for them.
Para mí esto es lo que pasa cuando se banaliza la familia. Una mina que vende su intimidad como si fuera un chori, y encima cobra millones. Las feministas aplauden, pero esto huele a pura decadencia occidental. Vergüenza debería darles. Viva la familia tradicional, carajo.
Para mí la Ratajkowski se llena de guita vendiendo sus anécdotas íntimas y los moralistas del patriarcato se hacen los ofendidos. Pero si fuera un tipo contando cogidas sería un capo, la hipotenusa. Esto huele a empoderamiento real y plata en serio, que se pudran los caretas.