I like to be open with journalists and I like to be honest. I hate being disingenuous because that's really uncomfortable for me; I don't excel at doing that.

In the past, I've been reluctant to share any bits of truth about myself or to really let people in on my reality. So I have said some things to throw people off the scent of what's really going on in my life. So I have sort of aided the media in printing these misconceptions, which I regret.

I'm so suspicious of boys-slash-men. I just don't like them or trust them.

I think being sexy and comfortable in your body is a wonderful thing, and I don't mind being acknowledged for it or appreciated for it. I know what I'm capable of. I know that I'm a relatively smart girl - I'm clever - and I feel like the sexy image only stands to make me a more powerful human being.

I haven't gone completely insane, but it might happen soon.

I can cook, but I also want everything to look beautiful on the plate - then I get upset when people eat it. Everyone just tears through it, and that makes me sad. It's not a rewarding experience for me to cook.

I have absolutely no skill set that would suggest that I would be able to do directing. [...] If I were able to, I'd like to get into that.