A year or two after her marriage, when she’d just had Track and was very likely pregnant with Bristol, she was hanging out in a fast food joint in Anchorage trolling for musicians and told this guy she doesn’t do black guys. And he remembers being shut down, and her name, 18 years later.
I especially like the “when she learned I was black” part. Here’s the guy:
Apparently she really does need the glasses.