In my 20s I used to cry about why I wasn’t thinner or prettier, but I want to add that I also used to cry about things like: ‘I wish my hair would grow faster. I wish I had different shoes …

I've been every size in the world. Parts of my 20s, I was in great shape, but I didn't appreciate it. If I was a 6 or an 8, I thought, "Why aren't I a 2 or a 4?" Now I feel like I have two great kids and the dreamiest husband on the planet, and everything else is just a work in progress.

Sometimes I wish I were just magically a size 6 and I never had to give it a single thought.

I don't like to do anything that's mean spirited just because I don't find it funny. I'd rather be the jackass than makes fun of somebody else. It just seems too cheap and easy.

I'm certainly not shy, but I like playing it because I love those characters that are incredibly confident but really still a mess.

Part of being young is you thinking that gaining 6 lbs. Is the end of the world

In terms of threshold, as long as it's based in reality, you can go pretty far, as long as you buy that it's really happening.