An Icon Took Me In

After I hit rock bottom, I went from living in my car to moving into a generous celebrity’s mansion.

It was 2005 and I first spotted all five foot nothing of one of the world’s most famous faces during the break of this behemoth AA meeting held in a synagogue just off of Sunset Boulevard. She was wearing a black cocktail dress, her hair a bright fuchsia color as she ran, barefoot, like a Haight Ashbury hippie, to the courtyard.

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