She was 19 when she walked out of Victoria’s Secret clutching a pink bag, feeling like the sexiest woman alive. Yesterday she set that same bag on fire in her driveway while sobbing.
Newly unsealed documents show Les Wexner didn’t just fund Jeffrey Epstein; he gave him total power of attorney, private jets, and an open invitation to raid the brand’s casting rooms. In return, Epstein kept Wexner’s homes filled with the “youngest, freshest faces” the runway could offer.
Every sparkle on those angel wings suddenly looks like blood money.
The full paper trail (names, dates, payments) is horrifying.
She kept the bag for twenty-three years. Pink stripes faded, tissue paper still inside like a time capsule of the day she felt chosen. Last night she carried it to the driveway, doused it with charcoal lighter, and dropped the match. The flames were taller than her children.
Her name is Sarah, one of millions, and she is done.
The documents unsealed yesterday morning are 700 pages of ice-cold precision. They show that in 1991 Les Wexner signed a power of attorney so sweeping that Jeffrey Epstein could sell Wexner’s houses, move his money, even speak for him in court, without ever asking permission. In the margin of page 14, in Epstein’s own handwriting: “Access to VS catalog girls—ongoing.”
Flight logs list 137 trips where the only passengers besides Epstein were models aged 17–21 booked for “catalog work” that never appeared in any catalog. Destination: Wexner’s 336-acre Ohio estate or the Manhattan townhouse with the hidden cameras. Return flights were often one passenger lighter.
Bank records show monthly wire transfers from L Brands accounts labeled “model relations consulting” that went straight to Epstein companies. One year, every year, like clockwork. The total comes to $312 million. That’s roughly one dollar for every pink bag ever sold.
Former employees are finally talking. One booker says she was told to flag any girl under 5′9″ and “especially youthful” for “Mr. W’s private review.” Another remembers Epstein showing up at castings with a Polaroid camera and a single instruction: “Only the ones who still look like they need permission.”
The models who went never posted on social media afterward. Some received college tuition wired the next week. Some received threats. Most received silence.
Sarah’s viral video (the one where the bag burns while she whispers “I didn’t know”) has 87 million views. Replies are a flood of identical stories: prom bras, first paychecks spent on lace, wedding lingerie now stuffed in trash bins nationwide. #PinkBagBonfire is trending in 41 countries.
Victoria’s Secret issued a statement at 6:03 p.m.: “We are appalled and are cooperating fully.” The statement is four sentences long and uses the word “alleged” six times. The stock dropped 23 % anyway.
Inside the company Slack obtained by reporters, one senior merchant typed: “Do we pull the angel wings from the holiday windows or will that look guiltier?” The message was deleted thirty seconds later. Screenshot lives forever.
Sarah stood in the smoke of her burning past and said to the camera, “I thought I was buying confidence. Turns out I was paying their cover charge.”
The final page of the unsealed files is a handwritten note from Epstein to Wexner, dated the week the Victoria’s Secret fashion show went prime-time:
“Thanks for the new angels. They really do make everything… sparkle.”
The note is signed with a single initial: J.
Everything you thought was glitter was just ash waiting for a match.
The complete files, flight logs, and the list of every model mentioned are pinned below. Read them if you can stomach it.
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