I Love Vegas. It's Like Going To

Acting Probably Saved My Life. It Gave Me A Home And A Safe Place To Let Out All Of My Emotions And Have It Be Ok.

Because Of My Crazy Work Schedule, I Have Become Something Of A Master At Changing My Clothes While Driving. The Men Driving Next To Me Love It.

I'm Not Ready To Be A Woman Yet. I'd Like It If My Body Were More Boyish. Maybe I'll Like My Curves When I'm Older But Right Now They Kind Of Make Me Squirm.

I Balance Things Better And Don't Kill Myself So Much, But Conflict Makes Me A More Interesting Actress To Watch. The Places I Go To Pull Emotions From, I Think If You Have A Perfect, Happy Life, You Just Don't Have Those Places. And I Want Those Places. I'm Proud Of Those Places.

If I Deny Myself Something, I Just Get Resentful, So What's The Point?