Evelyn and Me

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VIVANT
Eve­lyn and Me
JUNE 2017
BY MONIQUE GRANT
When Eve­lyn Hugo, leg­endary actress, pro­duc­er, and
phil­an­thropist, died ear­li­er this year, she and I were in the
process of writ­ing her mem­oirs.
To say that spend­ing the last cou­ple of weeks of Evelyn’s
life with her was an hon­or would be both an under­state­ment
and, to be frank, some­what mis­lead­ing.
Eve­lyn was a very com­plex woman, and my time with her
was just as com­pli­cat­ed as her image, her life, and her
leg­end. To this day, I wres­tle with who Eve­lyn was and the
impact she had on me. Some days I find myself con­vinced
that I admire her more than any­one I’ve ever met, and oth­ers
days I think of her as a liar and a cheat.
I think Eve­lyn would be rather con­tent with that, actu­al­ly.
She was no longer inter­est­ed in pure ado­ra­tion or sala­cious
scan­dal. Her pri­ma­ry focus was on the truth.
Hav­ing gone over our tran­scripts hun­dreds of times,
hav­ing replayed every moment of our days togeth­er in my
head, I think it’s fair to say that I might just know Eve­lyn
even bet­ter than I know myself. And I know that what Eve­lyn
would want to reveal in these pages, along with the stun­ning
pho­tos tak­en just hours before her death, is one very
sur­pris­ing but beau­ti­ful­ly true thing.
And that is this: Eve­lyn Hugo was bisex­u­al and spent the
major­i­ty of her life mad­ly in love with fel­low actress Celia St.
James.
She want­ed you to know this because she loved Celia in a
way that was in turns breath­tak­ing and heart­break­ing.
She want­ed you to know this because lov­ing Celia St.
James was per­haps her great­est polit­i­cal act.