Fashion Foul

The cab driver had to get out of his vehicle to shake Emily awake and help her as she stumbled out of the cab. The next morning Emily claims she was still dizzy and wobbly and couldn't walk.

A small group of girls—models and interns—were told to take labels out of T-shirts silk-screened with a logo Anand Jon had designed for the charity and replace them with the designer's tags.

Emily felt under Anand's critical gaze all day. Out of the blue, he would order her to do something and then berate the way she did it, reducing her to tears. "You are too much a child," Anand told her. "I don't need this drama. I'm sending you home."

That made her feel worse; Emily had been pretending that everything was going to work out, and now she was nothing more than a pathetic loser. Worse, her mother, who was concerned about Emily's well-being, was flying to New York and was staying with a friend. But by the time Emily arrived at the friend's house for the cutting of her birthday cake, her mother and the rest of the family were in bed. Emily choked down a piece of cake, then crawled into the shower to cry.

The next day was her 18th birthday. As she dressed, Emily was bitchy to her bewildered mom and left the apartment when Anand text-messaged her to come back to the hotel. When she arrived, Anand demanded that she give him a hug. "It was like he forgave me for what I had done the evening before," she says bitterly.

That evening, Anand and a handful of models dressed up for the black-tie charity event. Before they arrived, Anand gave Emily his phones and other paraphernalia to carry, told her to stick close and "don't tell anyone I'm your boyfriend." Anand's conception of this gala was bizarre. He dressed as Dracula and the models were his "fallen angels," all wearing white wings and black silky lingerie. He arranged for a young director to show the crowd his student film about a 16-year-old girl who sells her virginity on eBay. The charity was named for a 4-year-old girl who died of brain cancer.

After the benefit the group party-hopped and returned to the hotel suite. Emily says Anand had given her a lot to drink. As the group hung out, Anand pulled Emily into the bedroom. She claims he unzipped his pants and pushed her face-down onto his penis. She saw a piece of toilet paper stuck to it and he smelled like he hadn't washed in days. As Anand forced his penis deep into her throat, Emily started gagging and crying.

"I like it when you gag," she says Anand told her. Afterward, he told her to sleep in the bed with him.

That ended Emily's 18th birthday.

She couldn't believe she was taking such crap from Anand and returning for more. Later Emily would realize that all her life she hated conflict. She was always the "good girl," a pleaser who had a hard time being confrontational, a character trait she recognized in some of the other models. Emily's initial awe of Anand Jon had turned to subservience, and she didn't understand why. She had even started a pattern of starving herself and throwing up if she ate something fattening, something she'd never done before.

The next day, sexy photos of Emily appeared on wireimage.com. "You could probably be a model for Victoria's Secret," Anand told her.

The cruel irony: Anand allegedly was forcing Emily into unprotected sex.

The pace in India was grueling, and the girls say Sanjana made them miserable by screaming and refusing to let them leave their hotels. Emily wouldn't fight back, but Jessie Nizewitz, a model who had wrestled in high school, refused to put up with her abuse.

"Sanjana will scream and bug her eyes at you and snap her fingers at you like you are a 5-year-old," Nizewitz says. "I don't care how wealthy or famous you are, you can't talk to people like that in New York or someone is going to hurt you. Most models think they are going to make it big and if they tolerate things long enough they'll get there. I'm not compromising and taking shit from some Indian princess."

In India, Emily couldn't receive Anand's constant stream of text messages and phone calls. There, Emily had an epiphany: She hated Anand and never wanted to see him again.