I've Had Paranoid Panic Attacks.

I Was The Youngest Child And Really Spoiled. I Loved To Play Make-believe. I Loved Pretending To Be All Kinds Of Different People And It Just Seemed Natural That I Would Go Into Acting.

Now Ive Got This Moniker That Im The Foot-in-mouth Gal, And I Keep Thinking, In What Way? Because I Said Something You Dont Agree With? Because I Said Something You Dont Like? Im Just Telling You My Opinion. I Hate The Idea That I Cant Be Honest About How I Feel About Things Because Its Going To Piss Somebody Off Who Feels Differently. That Seems Preposterous To Me.

Guys Are Much More Obvious Than They Think They Are.

So Much About Living Life, To Me, Is About Humility And Gratitude. And I've Tried Very Hard To Have Those Qualities And Be That Person And I'm Just So Disappointed In Myself That I Allowed It To Slip.

My Mother Often Says That She Could Never Have Done It If I Had Been The Youngest, If She Had Other Small Children She Had To Cart Around New York City For My Auditions And Go-sees (modeling Auditions) And Stuff.