On a related note: as dinner was wrapping, she mentioned she had to be at a school function that night, back in New York, for Augustin (the son who counts François-Henri Pinault as his father). Mom duty.
“Bake sale?” I jested.
“Actually, I do all of that,” she said. “At first, they (the other parents) were like, Linda Evangelista . . . really? But I’m always there. I love it.”
What hit me later, when I was walking home from the dinner, was this: in our current era of female empowerment and a more frank than ever conversation happening around gender pay parity, Evangelista’s quarter-century-old quote takes on a new dimension today. By declaring her worth, and being brazen enough to call her own shots, she was, you might say, a prophet from the future.