A Mafia guy in Vegas gave me this advice: "Run your own race, put on your blinders."
Why should I cook for my husband? So he can tell a hooker I make a delicious cake?
I was not an attractive child.
The worst thing that ever happened to me on stage is someone ran forward to tell me they loved me and projectile vomited all over the stage. It was horrible.
One of the most rebellious things a woman can do is allow people to think sheโs mean.
Never floss a stranger.