I think as humans, no one remembers their successes, everyone just remembers their failures.

My parents were supportive of my creativity but did not have a lot of patience for whimsy with zero production value. They had stuff to do.

There's the psychotic ambitious side of myself that wants a fashion line and my own network and be like a combination of Oprah and Gwen Stefani. And have a perfume. Definitely a perfume.

Sometimes you just have to put on lip gloss and pretend to be psyched.

I'm an A student. I'm addicted to feedback, and I want to please people. That's sort of how I've gotten to where I am.

If I’m at a party where I’m not enjoying myself, I will put some cookies in my jacket pocket and leave without saying good-bye.

I'm not overweight. I flucuate between chubby and curvy.