I Really Came Out To L.a. To

I Don't Consider Myself A Goody-goody, But I Like To Be Perceived As Classy.

My Fantasy Life Made Me Survivor. One Day I Knew That Me, This Skinny, Ugly Girl Who Was Only Invited To Slumber Parties When They Were Forced To - Someday I Knew I Would Be Someone. That Was My Driving Goal. It Wasn't To Be Famous. I Didn't Want Furs And Signing Autographs, I Didn't Care About Any Of That. I Wanted To Be Someone Other Than Myself.

In Some Roles I Have To Wear Fur, And I Always Make Sure It's Fake, Like In Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me. Faux Fur Is Great Because It Shows People That Faux Can Look Fabulous.

I Think It Became Blurry Because I Grew Up In A Very Private Family. I Mixed Privacy And Secrecy Up Somewhere Along The Line. Everything Became A Secret, And I Thought That Was How You Should Live. Lying About Everything. The Mask I Put On As A Kid To Survive Was The Funny Lady. Then The Funny Person All Of A Sudden Became Harder To Do Without Substances. Substances Let Me Keep The Mask On Longer. Until It Doesn't Work Anymore And You're Just A Mess.

I Want To Play A Disney Villainess So Badly.