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Megan C. Hills

Caroline Calloway's ghostwriter Natalie Beach has just told The Cut some pretty shocking things in an explosive essay

Over the past week, followers of Instagram influencer Caroline Calloway have waited with bated breath for the reveal of an exposé written by her former ghostwriter, writer Natalie Beach.

Calloway, who rose to notoriety after she failed to deliver on a $500k book deal and her ill-fated $165 creativity workshops (she promised salads, oat milk and writing exercises but in many cases didn't even book a location) posted a series of attention-grabbing posts in the lead up to the piece written for The Cut. As Calloway questioned “What THE F**K is taking so long?” Beach’s piece was finally published.

The article, which is titled “I Was Caroline Calloway”, delves into the personal and working relationship between Beach and Calloway, who met while they were both studying at New York University.

In the piece, Beach claimed that she at one point ghostwrote and edited many of Calloway’s signature social media captions as well as a portion of her book ‘And We Were Like’ which was never published, in exchange for an airplane ticket Calloway bought her.

One of the biggest claims that Beach made was that Calloway - who she called the “ultimate unreliable narrator” - had bought “tens of thousands of followers” and bought ads to promote her account.

Given that her account was the basis on which the proposal for her and Beach’s book ‘And We Were Like’ had been sold on, Beach wrote, “We had sold the proposal based off a false number; wouldn’t there be consequences? If the bedrock of Caroline’s Instagram account wasn’t true, then was any of it?”

At the time of writing, Calloway has 785k followers on Instagram and her bio describes herself as “The other scam”.

According to Instagram auditing software IG Audit, an estimated 25% of her current following is fake and engagement analytics tool Hypr's stats claim that just 0.2% of her Instagram following engages with her posts.

Since the publication of Beach’s article, Calloway has seen a spike of nearly 2.5k followers according to social media analytics tool Socialblade.

Calloway revealed to Man Repeller that she had been offered half a million dollars for the memoir in 2015 by publishers Flatiron Books and had been offered "30% of the money from the deal upfront" - a sum which comes to over $166,000. Her editor, Byrd Leavell, previously worked with the website Total Frat Move, beauty writer Cat Marnell, Tucker Max and Tiffany Haddish, among many others.

Beach explained that Calloway had agreed to pay her a portion of the book fee, however, found out later through a third party that Calloway claimed she was “not sure” if she would be able to finish her book in early 2016.

Beach then flew to Cambridge University to help Calloway write ahead of their deadline in six months.

Despite Calloway’s Instagram painting a romantic story of an American undergrad studying in Cambridge and falling in love with a Swedish boy (who later asked her to stop writing about him after they split), Beach said she witnessed a “gap widening between the story we told and the situation on the ground”.

Beach claimed that she found evidence that Calloway frequently used prescription pills including Adderall and sleeping pills.

She added that had to at one point, she had to force Calloway to take a shower after two and a half days spent in a lace dress as well as read emails from angry university professors for her. Calloway has in the past said that she has struggled with an “Adderall addiction”.

The two young women eventually went to Amsterdam together and Calloway left Beach alone at a bar to go back to their rented Airbnb. After Beach returned to the property, she said that she called and left messages for Calloway which she never responded to.

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Do you guys have any friendships that have ended that still bring you pain? This afternoon I found out that one of the two people I have hurt the most in this world will be publishing an essay about our friendship for The Cut. I don’t know when this essay will go live. But it will be different than the articles that called me a scammer for clickbait. Everything in Natalie’s article will be brilliant and beautifully expressed and true. I know this not because I have read her essay but because Natalie is the best writer I know. I still love her. Our friendship ended 2 years ago, but I still walk around New York sometimes, listening to music, running errands, thinking about her. Amsterdam. I’ll let her tell you about that trip because it put her in danger—not me—so maybe it is hers to tell. Maybe she has custody of that story. Sometimes I all but gag with guilt. Sometimes I write emails to her in my head. Sometimes I imagine a future where we’re friends again! Natalie suffered all the consequences of being loved by an addict and none of the benefits of being loved by the woman that recovery made me into. In early August Natalie liked one of my Instagram photos by accident. I knew it was by accident because I know Natalie. But still! I thought: Maybe she is checking in on me because she still wants to be friends! Maybe she still loves me, too. I realize now that she must have been working on the article about us that will be published soon by New York Magazine. My team asked two things of me: To ignore this essay in my posts so I don’t drive traffic to it and to give them Natalie’s email so they could reach out. This is the first time I’ve disobeyed them. You should read Natalie’s article when it comes out. I’ll post a link when it does. Go leave a comment on nymag.com even if it’s insulting me. Every digital impression will be another reason for The Cut to hire Natalie again and to pay her even more next time. And The Cut doesn’t have access to the audience most interested in hating and loving Caroline Calloway. I do. So start anticipating this article. Get excited. Read it. I hope I can support Natalie now in ways I never did during my addiction.

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Beach said the night turned into “one of the worst nights of my life” - which saw Beach seek shelter in train stations, face street harassment from a number of men (including a DJ who wrote poetry about “murdering Natalie Portman” and another who tried to “take me home with him”) and eventually sleep in a bathroom stall at the Fotografiemuseum.

Calloway “finally answered the door” at noon the following day, though the article does not make it clear if the influencer had been in the property the whole time.

Beach explained that their relationship became more of a working relationship, saying that she had “built my whole career around my commitment to her persona”.

As the pair were running behind schedule with the book, Beach said she had “bought us time with the publishers by writing a quarter of the manuscript by myself” - but then claimed Calloway hated what she had written and threatened to commit suicide if she wrote anymore.

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For five years I saved these papers because Natalie was my best friend and for two years I saved them because she wasn’t. These are from the writing class where we met—the first time she edited me. I became a writer because of Natalie. I’ve said before that I taught myself how to write, but that’s not wholly true. Natalie taught me how to write and I kept learning because she gave me the confidence to continue and the emotional support to prevent me from quitting. Watching her care so deeply about sentences granted me permission to do the same. Watching her take apart a story and “strip it for parts” (a Natalie phrase) and rebuild it made my head spin with love. She was the first artist I admired who took my Instagram captions seriously as exciting prose. She taught me the rule of threes. She’s in every sentence I write not just because she is the reason I kept going, but her writing style is in my voice’s DNA. Excellent brain; even better soul. I have no suggestions for how she could have been a better friend. All she did was try to keep me from harm’s way and all I did was harm her. I love a lot of things about who I am, but I hate myself for how my addiction affected Natalie. How do you love someone who no longer wants you in their life? For me it meant not contacting Natalie for two years. I knew I’d finally be capable of being a good friend to her if only I could show her. But I didn’t want to prioritize my own redemption over Natalie’s boundaries. So I wrote emails in my head and made lists in my Notes App of things she would like. I kept her contact in my phone and a candle burning in the lantern of my heart. Maybe Natalie would have cut that line because it’s too flowery. She once sassily wrote “OK JOAN [Didion]” next to the pretentious line: “Loneliness has an inertia that is hard to stop.” Running my hands over the ball point indentations of that comment was a way of loving her that did not disrupt her new life in LA. Just like I have no edits for her as a friend, I don’t know how to improve her writing. I saved her essays, too, but they are unmarked. I only have one in New York. I took the other two to England along with my favorite books.

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Calloway eventually missed her deadline for the book and told Man Repeller that she had decided not to finish it at all, saying, “I promised a memoir where the only thing that happened to me were boyfriends and where the climax of my entire life experience to date was boy-related.

It wasn't long before I realized the boy-obsessed version of myself I planned to depict as my memoir's protagonist was not one I could stand behind."

Eventually, her publishers cancelled the contract and told Calloway to repay her book advance - at that point, Calloway revealed that she had already spent much of it.

To recoup her losses, Calloway began to sell annotated and sticker-covered pages of the little that had been written for $5 per chapter on Etsy. Her official website www.carolinecalloway.com is still covered in promotional materials for the doomed book and describes it as a "new kind of memoir".

Beach called her friendship with Calloway “an intoxicating, formative, challenging, infuriating and deeply important relationship of mine” on Twitter, announcing the article.

Calloway has since seen the article and shared it in an Instagram post, as well as changing the link in her bio to The Cut piece.

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I realized today in therapy that I’m not numb. I’m pissed. I know this is not an endearing thing for me to feel right now. But it’s true. Natalie took these photos of me. My thoughts keep returning to her email. She said: “I just want to say that while some of what I write about might be painful, I steered away from gossip and salaciousness, and there were several secrets of yours I decided to keep.” I feel: So ungrateful for this gratitude! The premise should not be that I expect her to sell my secrets to The Cut and so I’m thankful when she holds back. The premise is that I TOLD HER MY SECRETS BECAUSE I NEVER THOUGHT A SINGLE KNEWOULD END UP IN THE CUT. The truth: This is the only in time seven years Natalie has ever knowingly hurt me. Do you know how many times I’ve hurt Natalie? No really. I’m genuinely asking. I didn’t sleep from 2015 to 2017 and formed few long-term memories. I didn’t know I was hurting her at the time—it was worse. I didn’t care. She said: “And I guess part of me hopes that you can understand that I was really effected by your drug use, and that maybe part of recovery is accepting this.” I feel: Upset that she is trying to make me accept her publishing as a normal part recovery. I’m about to go through what few do. The truth: Taking responsibility includes accepting consequences. I hurt Natalie. Natalie is the best writer I know. “You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.” —Anne Lamott. She said: “In the essay I focus mainly on my experience, my insecurities, hubris, and how I changed over the seven years since we met. But of course you're in it, and I understand if that makes you upset.” I feel: That she should have been brave enough to say, The Cut would not have bought this essay about my experiences, insecurity, and hubris UNLESS YOU WERE IN IT. I understand if you feel upset because I used you. The truth: It is unfair of me to hold Natalie to standards of bravery I failed to meet every day for the last 3 years of our friendship. Also true: feeling anger is a way to avoid feeling shame.

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Calloway said she would be reading the article today for the first time with her therapist and noted that she had seen the response online saying, "I mean WHAT? this is an odd day. When I pulled up the news results for me I saw that this story had already been picked up by Jezebel, Business Insider, Cosmo... Even the New Haven Register. Last night my name was trending at third on Twitter in the United States."

She added that she would be "writing my response to her essay", saying, "I have some things to say."

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I feel like that photo of Meghan Markle’s father at a FedEx just before her wedding. Unfortunately I am not Meghan Markle in this similie, but her toxic sociopathic father! Is this what you came here for, new followers? He staged those photos and I took this selfie for my Instagram. Does that make me toxic? Is this proof that I have no control over my storytelling on Instagram? Is there a difference between “can’t stop” writing about myself on Instagram because I’m addicted to it and “won’t stop” because I find meaning in it and I refuse to quite just because other people don’t like the things I create or me? I honestly don’t know. I feel really weird right now. I just walked into a FedEx in downtown Manhattan and googled myself so I could print out a copy of Natalie’s article to read for the first time today with my therapist. I mean WHAT? this is an odd day. When I pulled up the news results for me I saw that this story had already been picked up by Jezebel, Business Insider, Cosmo... Even the New Haven Register. Last night my name was trending at third on Twitter in the United States. I don’t know what today will hold. It’s barely 11 AM. But I’ve already been awake for hours. I got up at the crack of dawn to go to pilates, spin class, and the sauna. Someone gave me wise advice last night and said: Whatever you do tomorrow, EXERCIZE. That one hour will affect the other 23 hours of your day. So I made it two hours because I wanted to push myself and now my mind is feeling loose and light and bright. After therapy’s done I’ll beginning writing my response to her essay. I have some things to say.

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In another post, Calloway criticised Beach for detailing her battle with suicidal thoughts - revealing in a string of text messages that it wasn’t “fair”.

She also added that she had lodged a complaint with a member of The Cut's team.

Although Calloway did say to her followers that she “didn’t want you to find out like this” and also that she “[didn’t] resent Natalie for revealing I was suicidal”, Calloway’s text messages reveal that she took issue with Beach’s characterisation of why she was suicidal.

“On the phone the only thing I said that was important to me that you get right is regarding the time when I was suicidal,” Calloway wrote in her texts, “She’s a wonderful writer. Life no longer seemed worth living because I had sold a memoir I couldn’t and didn’t want to write and I was living with an addiction I didn’t know how to solve.”

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TW: Suicide. I’ve never talked about the chapters of my life when I struggled with suicide on the internet before today and I didn’t want you to find out like this. But now you know. I’ve only read two lines of Natalie’s article so far—my plan is to read it for the first time tomorrow with my therapist. But my manager texted me this line of hers: “It’s been surreal watching this unfold from my desk job in Los Angeles, but I’m not surprised she’s taken an essay of mine that didn’t exist yet and turned it into a narrative for herself.” I wrote about Natalie’s upcoming article because I guessed that by using my access to the largest audience of people interested in Caroline Calloway—an audience only I have access to—I could ramp up anticipation. I hope impressions are through the fucking roof. Every boost helps. But ultimately I talked about what Natalie’s article meant to ME on this Instagram account because this is a space where I tell stories about ME. That’s the whole schtick here. I write about my life—and if I can make my art and express myself AND help my friends, I do. I don’t resent Natalie for revealing that I was suicidal in her essay. It’s not black or white. Both of these things are true: I wish people hadn’t found out like this AND Natalie’s stories deserve to be told. It must have been so hard for Natalie to have a friend who cared more about getting high than supporting her and didn’t really care about staying alive at all! I only found out about this line because @christinareaddd pointed it out to me. She’s sitting with me in my apartment right now with @p_izza220 . “So?” I said after she had finished reading it. “Yeah, um, the first thing that jumped out at me is that heard you on the phone with the fact-checking lady and this was the only thing you wanted clarified, but they didn’t fix it.” I knew she meant the suicide thing. She had been sitting next to me on the floor as I talked on the phone. Most of it had been: “If Natalie remembers it, it must be true." And then: “Hold on. The thing about suicide...” I looked away from Christina as I said it. The lady from The Cut was nice and said she understands and she’d pass my message along.

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Calloway posted a number of Instagram posts and stories in the lead up to Beach’s article. They flip-flopped between her being “pissed” and calling whatever Beach would eventually write a “dramedic [sic] masterpiece."

She said in one caption, “I wrote about Natalie’s upcoming article because I guessed that by using my access to the largest audience of people interested in Caroline Calloway—an audience only I have access to—I could ramp up anticipation...I write about my life—and if I can make my art and express myself AND help my friends, I do.”

Calloway also wrote that she was “in a much better place than I was three years ago” and shared an image of a commemorative Yale plate - a reference to Beach’s revelation that Calloway hoarded Yale memorabilia in a “Yale box” after being rejected from the university.

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Beach said that in her article that she had gifted Calloway a set of Yale plates and Calloway burst into tears at the sight of them, before claiming that they had been stolen from her apartment along with a ring - though Beach noted that she eventually saw Calloway wearing the ring again.

Calloway wrote, “I’m ready to make jokes about the Yale plates.”

Calloway also hinted at a potential follow up to Beach’s article with The Cut’s competitor New York Times, as she tagged the outlet’s internet culture reporter Taylor Lorenz in her post.

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