Raising kids makes most people, including me, grow up at least a little.

I do think that the birth of my daughter was sort of a rebirth for me. It made me look at life in a completely new way. And that made me appreciate life in a way I don't think I ever had before.

My son youngest son David's favorite song - he plays guitar - and he likes "Devil Pray." That's his favorite.

Hand fits giving, so do it, that's what the Gospel said to me. Life fits living, so let your judgments go.

My daughter is a fan of mine but she doesn't want to be too obvious about it because I'm her mum and it's not cool.

Fame is a form of misunderstanding.

Being blonde is definitely a different state of mind. I can't really put my finger on it, but the artifice of being blonde has some incredible sort of sexual connotation. Men really respond to it. I love blonde hair but it really does something different to you. I feel more grounded when I have dark hair, and I feel more ethereal when I have light hair. It's unexplainable. I also feel more Italian when my hair is dark.