“He’s really vulnerable, and he’s really straightforward. He has beautiful, big, strong emotions, and he’s really sure of them. His heart is probably golden-colored, if you could paint it.” think I’m beautiful, but if you’ve had a certain lifestyle and I’m a very, very different type of person — I don’t want to be an experiment.” Evans never made her feel that way, but it was hard to get past how so many people seemed to feel some ownership of him and view her as an interloper. But yes, he’s so hot.’ ” Every time Slate mentions Evans, it keeps coming back to the same thing: As much as they loved being with one another, she says, “we’re really, really different,” with different social circles and different lifestyles.
“If you are a woman who really cares about her freedom, her rights, her sense of being an individual, it is confusing to go out with one of the most objectified people in the entire world,” she says. Slate comes from a DIY comedy scene, and most of her friends are fellow comics and gay guys. “For him to go to a restaurant is totally different than for me to go.
“A virgin but trying to act like I knew what was going on.” Somewhere beneath a pile of half-read books is her bedside table.
She hates computers so much she doesn’t keep one in the house, and she often turns to books when scrolling through Twitter on her phone stresses her out, which it always does. I’ve never, ever thought to keep anything private because that’s not really what I’m like, and now I’m learning those things, and they’re weird, kind of demented lessons to learn.” She didn’t set out to have a tabloid-fodder romance.
She fretted over the “psychos” on the internet who turned her relationship with Evans into a pissing contest with Fleischer-Camp.
And she struggled seeing the person she was in love with deal with the side-effects of fame.
“If you take away my preferences, you take away my freedom,” she says she told him.
“Then I was like, Instead, he was like, ‘Tell me more.’ ” They drew from that friendship for their flirting on film, but the time when they jump into bed together in the movie felt as awkward as you hear all love scenes do. I’m pretty sure I kneed him in the balls.” Slate was in a weird space at the time.
That is really, really sad.” Throughout all of it, the divorce, the new love, she says, “I just didn’t have the tools.
And I didn’t think very hard about that, to be honest. Chris is a sunny, loving, really fun person, and I didn’t really understand why I should be prudent.” Are she and Evans on good terms?
Especially when she’s aware that in Hollywood, she says, “I’m considered some sort of alternative option, even though I know I’m a majorly vibrant sexual being.” And especially when random ladies would come up to her at CVS, “being like, ‘Oh my God, is that Chris Evans? I sit in my window and I say ‘Hi’ to people on the street.
I have more freedom because I’m not Captain America.
“When I moved in here, I’d been through my divorce and a breakup,” she says, returning from the bathroom and referring to the ten or so months she spent dating Chris Evans, best known as Captain America, and her much more famous co-star in an upcoming film about a family struggling with a young girl’s genius affinity for math. They’d said really adorable things about each other on Anna Faris’s podcast. That or “Jewish Felicity,” taking over Manhattan, like in the TV show. But not Her mother, a ceramicist, and father, a lauded poet, are still married; she wrote a book about her childhood home in Massachusetts with her dad this year.