My Moment With Robin Williams…

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A few years ago, I was in Los Angeles, sitting by the pool at a friend’s house, when someone mentioned that the semi-annual sale at Fred Segal was going on. We jumped into the car and high-tailed it over to my favorite place to shop in L.A.

As I approached a bin of sale items, my eyes immediately landed on a striped velour shirt that I simply had to have. The problem was: Robin Williams was looking it over.

I stood there, willing him not to buy it, thinking, “You can have any shirt you want!” And after a few agonizing moments, he put the shirt down and moved on.

I immediately pounced. The picture above is me wearing the shirt on the ferry to Martha’s Vineyard.

Despite having forgotten it that day, I’ve always known the truth that being rich and famous doesn’t mean you can have anything you want. But Robin Williams’ death is a stark reminder.

I hope he’s at peace.