My father raised us like … we were not allowed to see people in any sort of colors, but also we were not allowed to call people fat. If ever we were to say, ‘Oh that fat person, or this person,’ he would make us put a bar of soap in our mouth and count to 10. We weren’t allowed to look at people like that.

I can't work out and *not* be watching or listening to music or something. I also journal a lot. I think writing is super therapeutic. And then, hanging with my nieces and nephews. Just like baking or doing silly stuff like jumping on a trampoline, doing fun things with them, pretending I'm five with them, that makes my day.

I live in a world where there's magazines and blogs, and people feel like they are allowed to criticize me, and in the meanest way.

I never said I was a weightlifter. I never said I was trained. I'm not a personal trainer. I just enjoy working out. So sometimes I feel like, do I have to write a disclaimer? Like, disclaimer: "I'm not a trainer."

A few years ago I lost 30 pounds, and people still wanted to criticize. And honestly, I'm happy with myself if I'm a little heavier. I realized: 'Why am I trying to conform to someone else's idea of beauty?' I think I'm beautiful either way.

I'm a modern girl, but you should put your husband first. I like to think divorce is not an option.

I think that denim is a sexy piece. If I would invest in anything in my closet it would be denim because you can wear it day to night and now it's even acceptable to wear to a business meeting.