I don't judge others. I say if you feel good with what you're doing, let your freak flag fly.

I believe in God, but in my own unconventional way. We're not affiliated with any organisation, and I have no religious education of any kind, but I definitely have my own kind of ideas about it.

So many roads. So many detours. So many choices. So many mistakes.

I've worn so many things, I've tried on so many things...I've spent probably thousand of hours in fittings. I can know so quickly how something's going to feel on me, look on me. It's a pretty fast courtship. I say yes or no pretty quickly.

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.

James Wilkie is so conscious of the time we spend together. I try to be home to tuck him in at least four nights a week, and if I'm not, he's not letting me get away with anything. The other night I was sitting with him on the steps before Matthew and I went out to the theater, and he looked at me and said, `Mama, this has got to stop. Go upstairs and take that dress off.'

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