When I was like sixteen, I was a total chick I had big hair. I was seen as this attractive girl, and I would get all this attention. And then I just cut off my hair, and I quit playing that game.

I just hope it was okay, I know it wasn't perfect, I hope in the end we can laugh and say it was all worth it.

We barely have time to react in this world, let alone rehearse.

In a man's world, I am a woman by birth and after 19 times around I have found - they will stop at nothing once they know what you are worth.

We are wise, wise women. We are giggling girls.

We've got ego's like hairdos.

I knew naturally as a child not to forfeit my creativity to a world that's all laid out for me. I'll look at everything around me and vow to keep in mind that alla this is just someone's idea. It could have just as well been mine.