It occurred to me, when I was old enough to make rules of my own, that they should be fair and simple.
How strange, when your father's wearing women's clothes and platform shoes, that a pair of loafers looks incredible.
I have a tree man coming to trim the jacaranda in my front garden.
I'm totally convinced I can write the perfect pop song.
I spent most of my life locked in my bedroom, miserable about my raging acne.
If there's anything more mortifying than being famous at 14, it's being washed up right after.