I'm not defined by where I came from.

I just have so much love for my record label.

I'd go to the farmers' market in Santa Barbara, and I'd put out my guitar case, and I'd test out these little ditty songs that I would write, and I would get a couple of avocados, a bag of pistachios, and, like, fifteen bucks. That was a lot of money for me.

I think Rihanna always looks so fresh and I'm like, "How do you do that? We all know how much pot you smoke!"

I'm okay with having horrible lower teeth.

I say what I think. I'm a real person, not some manufactured pop tart who's afraid to step out of the hotel room. I am flawed. I swear, I have the occasional cocktail, I pick my nose and I fart. I'm not running for any presidential campaign at the moment. I'm a sassy girl.

I come from a very non-accepting family, but I'm very accepting.