That's life when you're on the D-list.

My act is based on my life.

I have a no-apology policy.

I'm on every worst-dressed list imaginable.

I have what I call A-list moments, but believe me, I'm still on the D-list.

It was sweaty Whitney (Houston) in Central Park. She knew that park pretty well. Every bush!

Pretty much everywhere I go, I'm pretty much thinking I'm going to be bounced. I am still the outsider who snuck into the party. I identify with the regular person, because that is who I am.