|Controversial rock diva and actress, Courtney Love @ the Roberto Cavalli show in Milan last February: Max Rossi/Reuters|
ON Monday night, at a screening of the movie “Due Date,” Courtney Love told a reporter from Style.com that she was trying to take better care of herself.
On Tuesday night, Courtney Love arrived at a party in Midtown 15 minutes after it had ended and posed on a mostly deserted red carpet. Women’s Wear Daily said she looked “slightly dazed.”
On Wednesday night, at 7 p.m., Courtney Love was, by her assessment, “slightly drunk.” She was sitting in the lobby of the Mercer Hotel, giving an impromptu concert with a guitarist and an entourage of friends. She wore a strapless white Marchesa gown, which appeared to be slipping off, and she knocked over a martini when I walked over and greeted her. “I just need half an hour,” she said, ignoring the mess. She directed me to wait in her room on the sixth floor, where she has resided, on and off, for much of the last year. She stayed behind, talking to André Balazs, the hotel’s owner, with whom she has been romantically linked in the past.
Shortly after 8 p.m., Ms. Love burst into the room with the Marchesa dress slung on one arm and the noted German Neo-Expressionist artist Anselm Kiefer on the other. She was entirely naked and leaning on Mr. Kiefer for support. She made one lap around the room, walking in front of a photographer, an assistant, a hairstylist and me. She pulled over her head a transparent lace dress that covered up nothing, and demanded my assistance — “Not you,” she said to Mr. Kiefer, who was bent over trying to help her — to stuff her feet into a pair of black Givenchy heels that were zipped up the back and tied with delicate laces in the front. Then she applied a slash of red lipstick in the vicinity of her mouth.
“I really must get out of here,” Mr. Kiefer said.
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