I've been a little haphazard about how nude I get, and the only thing that keeps me from getting anxious about it is that I've had complete control over it.

The current economic climate means getting out of college is no guarantee of getting a job, and no guarantee of a satisfying work life. My Dad feels that this is the first generation of Americans that expects that there children will have a harder time then they did. That's a fascinating concept.

My fears came true: People called me fat and hideous, and I lived. And now I keep living.

If a young woman is looking at the landscape of Hollywood, what she sees is almost only challenges.

I can play very annoying girl, very lost girl and then all the things in the spectrum between.

It doesn't occur to so many people that if you don't have a clear heterosexual, gender confirming identity that there are parts of day-to-day life - like using a bathroom or getting your clothes - that just aren't going to be as easy.

Here's who it's okay to share a bed with: . . . A heating pad. An empty bag of pita chips. The love of your life.