The following is an excerpt from an interview with Amber Tamblyn. It can be
seen in its entirety in the June issue of Rolling Stone:
"I thought I was going to die that night. We were so fucked up. Coke.
Pills. Vodka. You name it, we'd fucking done it, man. It was all a haze.
And
you know, when I'm on coke, I think I'm fucking invincible, right?"
She stops and lights a cigarette, "So I get in the car. I'd just gotten
this new Porsche. Beautiful car. Custom made Gucci interiors. The whole
deal. Cost me a quarter of a mil."
Pausing to exhale, she blows out a ring of smoke. "I learned that from
that cocksucker Mantegna. That guy's a blast. Now where was I?"
We're at the Coffee Bean on Sunset Blvd, and I notice that she is easily
distracted by passersby. I ask her if she is aware of this. "Oh, shit
yeah.
Are you fucking kidding me? These animals are always looking for something
to put in their goddamn rags. Like Joan of Arcadia can't have a good time.
You know, Joan is a character. People don't fucking realize that."
Confused, I tell her that I didn't realize people associated her as this
Lindsay Lohan, Tara Reid type party girl. "Yeah, right," she laughs.
"Don't
I wish? I wish people could just focus on my work, and not who I'm
fucking,
you know?"
A young girl comes over to ask for her autograph, which Amber dutifully
signs. "That," she pauses "that is what it's all about. Connecting with
people. But the sad thing is, that girl will probably go to school on
Monday
and tell people, I met Joan of Arcadia and she was a huge bitch."
Her voice raises, "That's the shit I put up with every motherfucking
day.
I give my all. I give my love. And what do I get in return? Sure I have a
beautiful house in the hills. And yeah, I make a shitload of money for
doing
something I love. But is it really worth the judging? I don't know, man.
Haters. They're all fucking haters."
Amber Tamblyn can be seen Friday nights on CBS's Joan of Arcadia and in
the
upcoming movie The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.
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