I will continue to be intelligent, I vowed, no matter how beautiful I become.
My first recognition of age setting in was exactly on my 36th birthday. I have no idea why, on this day of all days, I looked in the mirror and realized my face no longer looked young.
When I model, I pretty much blank. You can't think too much or it doesn't work.
Nothing ages as poorly as a beautiful woman's ego.
My boyfriend thinks I lost my true calling to be a librarian.
Fame is an interesting phenomenon.