People might find me attractive, but it's also my job to prove that I can be intelligent.

I would eat 300 calories a day - a lot of Jell-O and no-sugar everything, of course. I was doing Pilates, weight-training, circuit training; over lunch I would run on a treadmill in my dressing room with a fan on my face so I wouldn't sweat my makeup off.

Average. It was the worst, most disgusting word in the English language. Nothing meaningful or worthwhile ever came from that word.

It sounds so trite, but my private life is mine.

There's a fine line between being private and being ashamed.

I've had so many interviews where the last question is, Are you gay? I had to find very creative ways to say that I was gay, but that I wasn't going to talk about it.

Even if I'm hormonal and I feel like I've got a couple pounds of water weight, I will never starve myself, I will never, ever go on a diet.