I did love Cher from Clueless. She had a great '90s wardrobe. The pleated skirts and the little knee-high socks and the whole school-girl thing.

I hate clutter. I can't stand it.

Of course, I have the emotional ups and downs of pregnancy, like crying jags for no reason and then the next day I can't even remember what I was crying about!

It's at my mom's house! She keeps everything. We were talking about it the other day - I threw something away, like our passes from Hollywood Horror Nights, and she was like, "Where are they?" I was like, "I threw them out." She was like, "You are just not the sentimental type."

The competition is so fierce once you become an adult. I'll probably move on to something else.

It is kind of hard to figure out who you are when you've lost your job at age 13, when that was basically how you identified yourself.

I loved Jared Leto. My So-Called Life, that was my jam. And Leonardo DiCaprio in Romeo + Juliet. Every 14-year-old girl was obsessed with that.