It struck me that what I'd heard about certain celebrities was true: they had It, whatever the hell It was. Star power isn't a myth; it is tangible and forceful.

I spent two weeks prancing around a studio in Queens in my underwear with nine other guys. They were long days. But what the hell, it was Calvin Klein.

It struck me that what I'd heard about certain celebrities was true: they had It, whatever the hell It was. Star power isn't a myth; it is tangible and forceful.

The fact is, my parents loved me, and I wanted to be worthy of their love. I wanted to make them proud.

I'd been around women who put me down, made me feel bad, or said things to fuel my insecurity.

A father's disappointment can be a very powerful tool.

I'd gone to Manhattan to become a model.