I Secretly Want To Be A Rapper.

I Hate Being Too Pretty.

I Know I Look Super Young. I Was Flying Back Home Into Lax The Other Day And The Security Guard At The Airport Stopped Me And Said, ‘honey, Where’s Your Family?’ And I’m Like, I’m 31!

I'm Not Sure If I Want To Continue To Work When I Have Kids.

My Guilty Pleasure Is Flamin' Hot Cheetos.

Y'know What? This Is What I Go By: It Doesn't Matter How Good-looking A Guy Is, It Just Depends On His Personality. If A Guy Can Make You Laugh And Make Fun Of You, Then That's What Would Win Me Over. So, Yeah.