And you walk up these huge steps, and I went, and I dragged my husband along with me too, which I'm still, uh, in trouble for...We walked into just...just a fart cloud. This famous man, just the most toxic, toxic gas,
I snuck out the back as soon as Lenny Kravitz hit the stage because I was feeling very like, 'Whoa, my anxiety's going crazy.' I tiptoed a couple blocks and caught a yellow cab back to my hotel.
I changed my clothes, but I still had my diamonds on - millions of dollars of diamonds on in an AA meeting. And I related more to the homeless people in that meeting than the people at the Met Gala - fake and sucking the fashion industry's dick.
No one knew me. No one cared to ask. People are there for themselves, and it shows.
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