I went to Princeton, I minored in women's studies.
The condom broke. I know how stupid that sounds. It's the reproductive version of the dog ate my homework.
It's like if a young woman writes it, then it's chick lit. We don't care if she's slaying vampires or working as a nanny or living in Philadelphia. It's chick lit, so who cares? You know what we call what men write? Books.
I'm not cut out to be a famous person; I can't do my hair and makeup well enough.
There are a lot of women like me in the world, and we rarely get to see ourselves.
I have the best divorce of anyone I've heard of.