Jessica Simpson on John Mayer, ‘Sexual Napalm’ and Apology

On Friday episode of Tamron HallJessica Simpson discussed an unintended benefit of publicly discussing her sexuality, as disrespectful as she found it: a “long line” of curious suitors. In a 2010 interview, Mayer described Simpson, with whom he dated occasionally for about a year, as “ sexual napalm. ” Simpson wrote in her memoirs: Open book that she viewed the way he spoke of her as in “the most humiliating terms” and had to answer questions about those terms in interviews for years.

“Talking about someone sexually is disrespectful, but that’s his fault,” she told Hall.

However, she added with a laugh, “What he did was he definitely gave me a long line of guys. Lots of people knocked on my door … I think he thought I might like that, but I’d rather someone come after me for my heart or see something more in me than the world. “

Hall asked Simpson about Mayer’s recent claim that while watching he “cried almost five times” Framing Britney SpearsAfter the FX / Hulu doc ​​ran, Justin Timberlake put out a half-assed audience apologies to Spears (as well as Janet Jackson). Hall wondered if Simpson thought Mayer should follow Timberlake’s lead and apologize for his treatment of Simpson. In Open bookSimpson describes their relationship as “unhealthy” and Mayer as “manipulative.”

“No, I absolutely don’t feel like I owe a public apology,” said Simpson. “You can’t take it back.”

“I wouldn’t expect an apology, I don’t think an apology is needed because I feel like people will eventually find their way to let you know they’re sorry,” Simpson said. “And I think he might not regret it, and that’s okay.”

From her speculation that Mayer may not be sorry, we can infer that he didn’t reach out to Simpson after writing in such detail about their relationship in her book. A particularly insightful sample:

I was a pet bird. He threw me in the air and watched me catch air and float long enough that it meant something as he pulled a gun from his back pocket to shoot me, skillfully aimed at grazing a wing, never a fatal shot to the misery to end. To think that every time I lay on the floor, broken and bewildered, he took the time to walk over. Observing me to take notes and hum a new love song.

And every time he “found me,” I looked up at him, grateful to be admitted, sorry for the trouble I must have caused him.

I wish I had walked out at that point. Not me. He had confused me so much that I was all-in within twenty minutes on his wait-and-see conditions. It felt inevitable to be in love with John, so I kept talking to him for months. I told friends I was “back with” him, and they had made emotional connections. But I knew now not to let him get close enough to shoot me again. This bird did not go back into the cage, no matter how badly it needed a song.

Her a great bookSimpson’s current press cycle is linked to his recent paperback issue.