I had doors slammed in my face as a 14-year-old because my boobs were too big.

Giving up my scotch? My Macallan 18? That was hard for me! Though now that doesn't even sound good, being pregnant. You crave other things. A big thing of water sounds great!

For Thanksgiving we have to make a Tofurkey! It doesn't sound right! It's gonna be jiggly and weird.

And I'm the worst liar of all time.

I'm a woman who wants her chocolate.

It's been hard, but I've finally come to the realization that it's okay to not be perfect.

At school my boobs were bigger than all my friends' and I was afraid to show them. Now, I feel they make my outfits look better. They're like an accessory.