I think women should have what they determine to be a staple in their closet, because who's to say that my staple is someone else's staple? I'm this tall, and I live in this city, and I have to walk the kids to school, and I don't tend to drive as much - my life requirements are radically different than yours or hers or his. Staples are: What do you need? And then, what do you want? "Need" comes first, typically; "want" gets taken care of occasionally.

I eat everything. I'm just an eater. If it's free, I honestly eat everything.

When real people fall down in life, they get right back up and keep walking.

So we strive for perfection in the areas in which we can control, and that isn't necessarily what provides contentment and joy for ourselves and, more importantly, for our children.

When a relationship dies do we ever really give up the ghost or are we forever haunted by the spirits of relationships past?

I thought if I had straight hair and a perfect nose, my whole career would be different.

The great challenge for me is to be all things to all people; I want to be a great mother, and I want to feel good when I'm at work.