Forgot my slightly too-large Everlane Ryan tee wasn’t supposed to go in the dryer. Pulled it out shrunken to the perfect size. Downside: now I want to wear it EVERY DAY.
GROSS: What made you realize you needed to leave, like for your own, you know, mental health, you needed to leave?
HUSTON: Well, we had an episode at the Chelsea Hotel one day after about four days of his turning his face to the wall. And I went into the bathroom and pulled a razor blade across my wrist and it occurred to me that if I stayed with him I’d die at some point, that I wouldn’t survive him. That, you know, being with somebody like that could push me over the edge.
GROSS: So when you left, where did you go to? What was the next step?
HUSTON: The next step was California. And Bob and I had - my father had come to visit us. Finally, after several years he and Bob finally met and he invited us to go on the fishing trip in Cabo San Lucas and it was absolutely horrible. My father had just gotten married again and we went out on this little boat in the middle of the Sea of Cortez and, you know, slaughter of these beautiful fishes began with a sailfish that was kind of macheted against the side of the boat. And it was a long, hot day and I got a terrible suntan. We get back to finally - oh yeah, the boat caught fire at one point and we had to be rescued.
HUSTON: And we got back to the hotel and we went - we sort of went over to the bar and Dad said what would you like to drink, honey, to me. And I said oh, I’d like a strawberry daiquiri. And Bob said no, you want a banana daiquiri.
HUSTON: And I was caught between these two guys. I thought, oh dear, this is really - this is hellish. Anyway, the trip progressed in the most awful way and ultimately, Bob and I parted at LAX. He held out his hand to shake mine and I refused it and that was it. I walked away. Put my hands in my pockets and walked away.
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