Fashion is not a luxury, it's a right

My son doesn't know how flawed I am, how flawed we are. He still likes us so much, and that's so incredible to be around.

Where's the line between professional girlfriend, and just plain professional?

I find it so ironic that all you do, for the earliest part of your life, is try to be like everybody else. And then you turn 30, and you realize all you want to do is distinguish yourself in some way.

I do wait in line, and I do take the subway, and I do my own grocery shopping, and I do take the kids to school. But it almost doesn't matter to a certain segment of the populace.

When it comes to life and love, why do we believe our worst reviews?

I don't believe in email. I'm an old-fashioned girl. I prefer calling and hanging up.