Thank God for little miracles, right?

I didn't know a damn thing about style.

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

By the time I was 8 years old, sports had pretty much taken over my life.

We're all pretty ordinary on paper.

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

I too have my own demons, and I have struggled. I've made my own mistakes, and I'm not proud of them.