I'm terrible in high heels. I'm so bad.

With this job, always traveling on the plane and everything, I thought it would be really difficult to quit drinking on my own because you're always in situations where it's acceptable to have drinks. So I decided right after a show that I was going to go into treatment. I Googled a bunch of places, and I found this place that I went to in Cape Town, South Africa, called Stepping Stones. I stayed there for a month. It was really difficult-lots of talking and crying.

I used to love slapping people in the face when I was drunk. I thought it was really funny, so I did a lot of that. I'd pick fights with doormen and bouncers and stuff a lot. Ex-boyfriends. But nobody ever punched me back, so I don't know if that counts as a physical fight.

I’ve never dreamed of becoming a model. As a child I was bullied and insulted as ugly

I work out sort of moderately.

I think men look best when they're dressed in something that makes them feel comfortable.

I would love to have children some day. I'd like little gay boys. That would be good.