I'm really happy in my life.

Even when someone gets to looking like she should be so proud of herself, instead she's like, 'I could be another three pounds less; I could be a little taller and have bigger lips.'

I could eat healthier, I could drink less. I should be learning another language and working out more, but I'm just always saying, 'Ah, I could get hit by a bus tomorrow.'

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

I'm a bit obsessed with women that are so incredibly solid in their shoes that they don't care what other people think of them. I just think there's something so interesting about that kind of confidence.

It's like I'm managing to achieve all this success in spite of my affliction ... Would you ever put that in the headline for a male star?

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.