Vivian Wilson is not your average 21-year-old. By the time you read this, she’ll have not long finished walking for Gucci at Milan Fashion Week—prepped for by strutting the garden path of the L.A. home she shares with three friends. Alongside her modeling work, Wilson is a rising cultural commentator, transgender rights activist and has her own merch line. She also happens to be the estranged daughter of the world’s richest person: Elon Musk.
For the unacquainted, Musk (CEO of Tesla and SpaceX, and owner of X) proves money cannot make you funny or likable. Vivian, in contrast, is both of those things.
On a rainy Tuesday night for me in Essex and a sunny L.A. morning for Vivian, she appears on our video call in a pale-pink tracksuit, coughing, after missing our previously scheduled call due to sickness. She declines my offer to reschedule again, and initially, I’m concerned about her muted answers. “I’m going to go get another coffee, if you don’t mind. I just woke up,” she explains. “My brain is not turned on yet. I can’t, like, activate the neurons or whatever.”
She disappears, leaving me to make pleasant-awkward small talk with her publicist. Moments later, she reappears with a mug. The caffeine hits. Vivian Wilson is in the room.
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