I can only hope he's an Aries and not a Scorpio.

I actually don't shop very much. I have a tendency to rotate a few pairs of ripped jeans and an old cashmere sweater.

Why do I keep evading my work? Is it because I’m afraid of being confronted by my lack of abilities?

Should, is the worst word in the English language. People always think things "should" be a certain way, and when they're not, they're disappointed.

The joke that I make is that there are instances on the TV series that happen to me, - except on Sex and the City they always make it better or worse than real life and I am actually saying that in a joking way.

Have I ever been in love? Really in love? And why is it that with each new guy I think I'm more in love with him than the last?

This is the most powerful thing I can do! I'm going to be a writer.