I'm the one who's always kissing all the boys and stuff.

I still love red velvet cake.

I wanted to be consistent with my exercise, so I committed to working out for 30 days in a row, no matter what.

I have this whole thing: if you look good, you feel good, and if you feel good, you look good.

I value so many people who have to work full time, definitely single mothers. Their work is the hardest work. I applaud it so much.

Sometimes when I'm healthier on a big day, I feel better about myself. If I eat terribly and I don't sleep well and I drink too much - three or four or five days in a row - it really catches up to me. It's good to have one fun day, as I call it, whether it be a Saturday, a Sunday, a Monday. It doesn't matter.

I'm going to get up every morning at 6:30 to work out. Then, when I've kept with it all week, I give myself something I really want, like a new handbag or a piece of jewelry I'm coveting.