My father was a sergeant with the Connecticut state police. My mother was a hairstylist.

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

I began to believe the fairy tales: You know, how we're all out there looking for our magical missing half.

I was going to get the Carolyn Bessette story out of her one way or another.

I guess that's what I was: a set of abs. And they lit the abs and shot the abs and sent the abs on their way. The photographer didn't look at my face once. I was humiliated.

I wanted to marry a girl just like my mom.

I like parties, but I'm shy, and I often find myself standing around, feeling awkward.