Carrie Fisher always seemed, to me at least, like she was the type of mom with a never-ending wealth of good advice. Sort of a learn-from-my-mistakes kind of thing, or just the result of living the equivalent of five normal lifetimes in her own life. Her daughter, Billie Lourd, recently spoke with her American Horror Story co-star Sarah Paulson for Town & Country. And it turns out that yes, Carrie Fisher gave the kind of guidance you’d expect a legend like Carrie Fisher to give.
The interview is long, and there’s a lot to it. But it’s well worth the time it takes to read, because you’ll learn a lot! I learned that Sarah Paulson lived with Carrie Fisher for a while in the early 2000s. I learned that Billie Lourd and Carrie Fisher used to go to The Sharper Image when it was still 24-hours and buy Christmas lights at 3am. I learned that Debbie Reynolds urged Billie Lourd to put together an act, and asked what “numbers” she was thinking of putting in her act (lord what I would have given to a ghost in the room during that conversation).
But onto the main event. Billie talked about what kind of mom raised her, which apparently was one that wasn’t here for brat behavior.
Sarah Paulson: Did your mom ever get scared that you were going to get sucked up into something that was going to take you in the wrong direction?
Billie Lourd: Absolutely. I remember a time when I was nine years old. I got in trouble in school for stealing something out of someone’s backpack, and she picked me up and she sat me down in the car. And she turned to me and said, “Are you going to grow up to be an asshole?” And I started crying. She talked to me like an adult my whole life. I always think that now: I don’t want to grow up to be an asshole!
Based on the heartbreaking statement she released after her mother’s death, I would say 25-year-old Billie definitely didn’t grow up to be an asshole. And I highly doubt she’ll all of a sudden turn into one. You know Carrie’s no-nonsense pooch Gary Fisher wouldn’t put up with that shit from his caretaker for a single Snausage-scented second.