In the late spring of , my wealthy entrepreneurial husband, Elon Musk, the father of my five young sons, filed for divorce. Six weeks later, he texted me to say he was engaged to a gorgeous British actress in her early 20s who had moved to Los Angeles to be with him. Her name is Talulah Riley, and she played one of the sisters in 's Pride and Prejudice. When I first met Elon, I wasn't blonde, either.
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Harvey Weinstein was a passionate cinephile, a risk taker, a patron of talent in film, a loving father and a monster. This fall, I was approached by reporters, through different sources, including my dear friend Ashley Judd, to speak about an episode in my life that, although painful, I thought I had made peace with. I had brainwashed myself into thinking that it was over and that I had survived; I hid from the responsibility to speak out with the excuse that enough people were already involved in shining a light on my monster. In reality, I was trying to save myself the challenge of explaining several things to my loved ones: Why, when I had casually mentioned that I had been bullied like many others by Harvey , I had excluded a couple of details. And why, for so many years, we have been cordial to a man who hurt me so deeply. I had been proud of my capacity for forgiveness, but the mere fact that I was ashamed to describe the details of what I had forgiven made me wonder if that chapter of my life had really been resolved.
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One of the coolest destinations in Europe just two decades ago, Barcelona is now so overcrowded it has become a tourist theme park — and is losing the character that made it so popular. Only a few years ago you could turn up and queue for maybe half an hour to get in but with the soaring numbers of visitors to the city around 30 million last year anyone who arrives on spec is likely to be disappointed. Groups of tourists trail behind their lollipop-waving guides. Street vendors spread out their wares on the pavement — pirated designer sunglasses and tacky memorabilia - until a heavily-armed police patrol moves them on. The woman at the door says the wait for people with tickets is around 20 minutes.
Washington Road could be just about anywhere in small-town America. It is a bustling eyesore-lined thoroughfare with cheap chain restaurants and bargain retail stores. And while this gaudy strip shouts with a working-class accent, whispering in more genteel tones, behind the sign off Washington Road that reads "Augusta National Golf Club Members Only," is a peaceful enclave for powerful men. And behind the mystique spawned by the secrecy that surrounds the club is a place of surprising simplicity.