Settle in, everyone. Maybe grab a glass of wine, let your hair down, and slip into something more comfortable, because Courtney Love is about to regale us with the beautiful tale of the greatest romance of the twentieth century:
The first time Kurt and I slept together was at a Days Inn in Chicago. We were having our first postcoital moment, and we’re watching MTV and the video [“Smells Like Teen Spirit”] came on. I pulled away from him, because it was his video, his moment, he was the king of the f*cking world, and he put his arm around me and pulled me closer. Which was symbolic, like, “I’m letting you into my life.” That really endeared him to me. The next time I saw the video with him was at the Omni Northstar Hotel in Minneapolis. I’d flown there to f*ck Billy Corgan, who still had lots of hair. I didn’t even know Nirvana were playing that night. Kurt and I wound up at the Northstar, and our daughter, Frances, was basically made that night. “Smells Like Teen Spirit” was on MTV every five f*cking minutes.
So sweet, right? Did that story give you goosebumps too? My favorite was the part where they conceived Frances on the night that Courtney flew in to sex up Billy Corgan. What was yours?
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I’d flown there to f*ck Billy Corgan, who still had lots of hair.
Hahah, he really was so much cuter with hair.
Ok, I’m done throwing up now. My favorite part was that she had to say she was going to f#!& Billy Dorgan and she had to say he still had hair back then as if to say she only f&#!ed guys with hair on their head. What a lunatic!!!