I don't want to feel I'm responsible for anorexia across the country.
I'm at peace with myself and where I am. In the past, I was always looking to see how everybody else was doing. I wasn't competitive, I was comparative. I just wanted to be where everybody else was. Now I've gotten to an age when I am not comparing anymore.
I've got some great guy friends. They can start out as crushes. But when you realize something isn't going to happen, you make a choice whether or not the friendship is worth it. And it usually is. Then you can laugh about the fact that you used to have a crush on him or he had one on you.
I'm a gemini, and I get so bored so easily. I mean, I have moved six times in the last eight years.
Always a godmother, never a mother. That sucks. I've got to get me one of those little accessories.
Aging gracefully is one thing, but trying to slow it down is another.
Well, actually, plucking my eyebrows is more of a hobby than a grooming tip.
I'm kind of all over the place, and I need grounding.
I'm not comfortable leaving my house. If someone invites me over, I would go but it's not like I'm one to say, 'Hey, let's hang out at your house tonight.'
I'm a big laser believer - I really think they are the wave of the future.
I don't like venison or sushi - I don't want to eat what some people think are 'luxurious' foods.
A lot of my humor does come from anger. It's like, you're not gonna pull one over on me - which is pretty much my motto anyways.
At one point my dad called me and said, 'You have always been a great salesman. I think it's time you come home and sell swimming pools.'
I think every relationship has a point where you stop and reevaluate. Are you happy? Have you grown together or apart? What do you share interests in? I think that's a normal thing to do, but it's so much harder when it's done publicly.
I'm not great at small talk.
I just am a snob when it comes to humor.
Sometimes I use Botox. Compared to most, I use it very sparingly. One time I did too much, though. I feel weird if I can't move my face, and that one time I overdid it, I felt trapped in my own skin.
One trick I swear by: I pour a little neroli or lavender oil onto a hot towel and use it to wipe off my makeup. It opens up my pores, and then my face cream sinks in better.
