The New York Times just did a story on Courtney, and while I do find her considerably more endearing afterwards, she does kind of come off as a trainwreck. Tough break, I guess.
On her public image: “I’d like to be trusted again, like I was at one point,” she said. “I’m not trusted right now. People don’t want to get in trouble. They think that I am probably going to talk about things I shouldn’t talk about, which I do a little bit, but I am really trying to be trusted again.”
Her bedroom: At one point, she took me upstairs to her room to show me some clothes. The bed was unmade, and there was an overflowing ashtray on the night stand next to five prescription bottles and some junk food. “These are my wakeup cupcakes, some anti-depressants and a cellphone book,” she said without embarrassment.
On the aftermath of the interview: On Thursday night, Courtney Love sent me a series of lengthy text messages, as she often does to anyone she meets, but these were unusually coherent. She apologized for what happened the night before and said she felt embarrassed for “living right up to my worst reputation.” She blamed a combination of Zoloft and a cocktail. And she blamed herself.
“I’m so humiliated,” she wrote. “That simply isn’t me. It has been, but I haven’t been such a mess for quite some time.”
Just before 2 a.m., she ended with this:
“I trust you understand that our hearts can take us all to dark and ill timed places. Warmly, Courtney. xx.”
The whole interview is about Courtney’s work in the fashion world, but these were my favorite parts. I like how she’s owning up to how crazy she comes off sometimes, and that last sentence, the one about how our hearts take us to dark places? That’s sort of touching. I’m starting to like Courtney a bit now. She even has “wakeup cupcakes,” and it’s hard for me to believe that a bad person can have such a thing.
She’s So Cool, So Smart, So Beautiful!