This story appears in the September 2018 issue of National Geographic magazine. This is a story of trauma, identity, resilience, devotion, and amazing medical miracles.
When she was 21, doctors gave Katie a new face. Are we our faces? Katie Stubblefield lost hers when she was 18. It’s our doorway to the sensory world, allowing us to see, smell, taste, hear, and feel the breeze. Our face conveys who we are, telegraphing a kaleidoscope of emotions. Yet we are asking you to go on the remarkable journey of how a young woman received a face transplant because it reveals something profound about our humanity. For her, though, it's not minutiae it's her life, and her life is her career.This story is difficult to look at. "I remember everything." Her mind, it seems, traps the minutiae most of us forget. "I know what I wore, what accessories I wore, where I was, who I was with," she tells me. She can, she says she is sorting them chronologically, dating them by what she wore to specific events. I remark that I am surprised she can remember and differentiate among a bunch of near-identical photos of her face. "The book company edited them, and I was like, 'Wait a minute! There are like 300 here that you're not adding!'" she says. She has spent hours sifting through her vast, meticulously organized digital archive. She is putting together a collection of her oeuvre, called Selfish, to be published by Rizzoli in the spring.
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To remedy this, she posted one of herself in full makeup and a white terrycloth robe, with the literal caption, "It's been a while since I've taken a selfie." It garnered more than a half-a-million likes. "My makeup artist said to me the other day, 'You haven't taken a selfie in a while,'" Kardashian says, as the afternoon slides into evening and the light turns magic-hour blue. She empties its contents into a glass of passion fruit iced tea, then fastidiously bites granules of sweetener off her manicured nails. "All my friends tell me the world could be coming to an end, and I'm always so calm," she says, opening a packet of Equal. You just have to say, 'This is our life, and it is what it is.'" Her delivery is Zen-like, almost affectless, as it is on the show. After a moment, perhaps concerned that she has come perilously close to complaining about her fame, she adds matter-of-factly: "You just have to not care. "I couldn't really pick out our pumpkins, and couldn't really enjoy it," she says. It wasn't long, however, before the paparazzi had surrounded them.
They arrived at the farm unbothered by photographers, a rarity in the circus that is her life ("literally every single day there's about ten cars of paparazzi literally waiting outside our homes").
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Today, a day off, she spent at a pumpkin patch with West, whom she repeatedly calls Kanye - she clearly enjoys saying his name - and their 16-month old daughter, North. It's like she comes with a built-in filter of her own.
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As she talks, I notice that her skin, which is the golden color of whiskey, is free of wrinkles, crow's feet, laugh lines, blemishes, freckles, moles, under-eye circles, scars, errant eyebrow hairs or human flaws of any kind. "I bet it's posted right now." Later, she will tell me that she's "not really a filter person," and that she doesn't generally use them when she publishes her many selfies. "She's gonna post it," Kardashian says wryly. She obliges, leaning in for the picture and striding away almost before I can blink. (This is what fans asks the High Priestess of Instagram - autographs are so last century). "Will you take a selfie with me, Kim?" she pants. The fan has been running to catch (keep up with?) Kardashian she brings with her a breeze.
As soon as she arrives at the hostess podium of the Polo Lounge in Beverly Hills, where we meet for our interview, a young fan who appears to be in her late teens or early twenties accosts her.
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