イマン・アブドゥルマジドのインスタグラム(the_real_iman) - 8月30日 01時00分

"On a Friday night in 1983, I was in a taxi in New York riding home from dinner with friends. A drunk driver ran a red light and hit the cab, and I was thrown toward the glass partition. I tried to duck, but my face hit the glass, and the impact fractured my cheekbone, my eye socket, my collarbone and several ribs. For quite some time before that night, I'd felt that my life was going to take a very sharp turn—and not for the better.

I was at the height of my career in an industry that celebrates a person solely for her looks, and that had gone to my head. When everyone is telling you "You're so beautiful, there's nobody like you," you begin to think it's true. But of course there is nobody like you. I just believed it for the wrong reasons.

I had a premonition—I can't explain it—that something was going to put me back on course. For weeks, I lived in fear of what it would be. Once I saw those headlights coming toward me, I knew. All I felt was relief that I didn't have to wait anymore.

Just two weeks before, I had done a shoot with the photographer Steven Meisel, and the photos were published in the Times that week. Lying in a hospital bed, utterly bruised and broken, I couldn't have felt more different from the woman in those photos.
But I wasn't worried, because I looked at those pictures and saw a woman I no longer wanted to be. And finally, I wasn't afraid. When I thought about the fact that I wasn't dead or paralyzed, giving up my modeling career seemed a very small price to pay.
Eventually I did go back to modeling, though I still have visible scars. But you know what? Big deal. I think I became beautiful after the accident.

I became kinder, more aware. I gained respect for other people.

I had grown up." 💥 photographed by Marcus Leatherdale, post-taxi accident, NYC, 1983.

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