”I have an ego the size of Asia,” admits Bebe Buell, a former model who fancies herself a rock-star muse. And this long, rambling memoir makes a fine case for her bloated sense of self-absorption. She writes proudly of her ”extrasexicular activities” in the ’70s and ’80s with the likes of Mick Jagger, Jimmy Page, Elvis Costello, and Steven Tyler (father of her actress daughter, Liv). But her escapades seem more depressing than decadent since, despite her repeated claims to have been otherwise, she rarely moves beyond the role of accoutrement. (”Mick demanded a certain chic of his women…if he didn’t like what I was wearing, he would send me back to put on another outfit.”) The only true evidence of self-awareness comes when Buell acknowledges that her affair with Rod Stewart was a serious lapse in judgment.
Rebel Heart: An American Rock 'n' Roll Journey