Iman and David Bowie were together for 26 years until his way-too-soon-death in 2016, two days after he turned 69. Now Iman is pulling a Cory Flood in Say Anything and emphatically singing “No, never, no never ever ever don’t you ever think it” on the chance that she will remarry. Iman was interviewed for Net-A Porter and professed a big “Hells No” to the possibility, stating that loneliness would be a better option.
Iman said she had to set a bitch right when they referred to David Bowie as her late husband:
“I will never remarry. I mentioned my husband the other day with someone, and they said to me: ‘You mean your late husband?’ I said, no, he is always going to be my husband. I do feel very lonely. But do I want a relationship? I can’t say never, but no, not now.”
Iman went on to tell Net-A Porter that their daughter Lexi is in high demand as a model, but Iman has shot down the scouts with what sounds like a ferocity that left a few bloody feathers hanging out of her mouth:
(H)er younger daughter, Alexandria, known as Lexi, turned 18 this year. On the milestone birthday, Iman tells me, she posted 18 pictures of her daughter on Instagram. “And every agency, every designer, called me to say: ‘If she wants to, we’d love for her to model for us.’” She fixes me with the sternest of stares. “I said: ‘No, she doesn’t.’” Lexi, she tells me, is a talented painter, currently taking a gap year (“Against my wishes”). “I know why they wanted to her to model – it’s because she is David Bowie’s daughter.”
Iman’s company Iman Cosmetics now rakes in $25 million a year on top of the $50 million allegedly left to her in David’s will. It looks like Iman can do whatever the fuck she pleases, including not slumming it with just any man who isn’t David Bowie.
But back to Iman not remarrying, I can’t say this is shocking news, because where would one put their romantic efforts after being married to David fucking Bowie for going on three decades? It’d be all downhill from there. The only direction left for Iman to turn would be a total 180, which would mean a moving to Wisconsin, marrying an accountant named Brad and collecting brick a brac from weekend yard sales.
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