It's horrible how money and fame can make you acceptable while, if you're not famous or rich, you're not acceptable.

When it came to the stylish and graceful art of ballroom dancing, my dad was a king of the clubs, a prowling tiger and a wonderfully natural mover.

In America they like my spicy TV alter ego, probably because there were a lot of Italians and Hispanics in the country, but the real L.A. life is a hard-working one.

I started dancing before I could talk. Other babies learn to stand and then walk - I just danced.

I love contemporary art, although I wouldn't want a pickled shark in my house.

I like to read about subjects unrelated to my work, especially history.

I think a lot of people have a vision of L.A. in which TV executives and movie directors plan their latest productions by the swimming pool.