Confidence is the only key. I know a lot of people who aren't traditionally 'beautiful' - not symmetrical or perfect-bodied or perfect-skinned. But none of that matters because all that shines through is their confidence, humor, and comfort with themselves. I can't think of any better representation of beauty than someone who is unafraid to be herself.

So one day, in a fit of trying to do something different, I just dyed my hair dark brown and got my first role a week later, after which I thought: 'People are closed-minded, man! Like a different hair colour changes everything!'

Blondes do have more fun. But sometimes I look in the mirror and still feel like I'm wearing a wig.

I always loved acting and improv and sketch comedy and theater, which I did at a local youth theater.

My parents are both very funny but they're also relatively soft-spoken, normal human beings while I'm just a lunatic. I don't know where this loud, ballsy, hammy ridiculousness came from. I'm just glad I followed my goals and my parents did too. It's not like we even had a plan when I dragged my mom to Los Angeles.

My mom lost her dad at a very young age, and has this sort of belief system of, you know, "If there's something that you want to do, if there's something that means a lot to you, do it now."

My hair is a battle. It's an uphill, fine, baby-haired battle.