I want to be a Mrs. Kenny Rogers kind of woman. You know... the kind of lady he sings about: 'Oh Lady, I was just scum in the sewer until you came along and made me a man.' With hair that's light, but not really blonde, that would be too cheap. Instead, sort of a wheat-and-sunstreaked affair with not a lot of hairspray. A ninety-five dollar cut that looks like your hair just naturally grows out of your head like that. The kind of woman who always, no matter what, has that I-understand-and-am-knowing-without-being-threatening kind of always smile.

My mom made me a belly dancing outfit out of an old bathing suit and some chiffon...and for years I used my belly dancing as a marketing tool. Whenever my uncl…

When I got my salt scrub today, the woman doing it said 'Yes, in fact about 30% of our clientele are men. But mostly, they are Divorced Rich Beverly Hills Ladi…

First and foremost, I'm a feminist. And basically that stems from a strong belief that all people and creatures deserve equal opportunity, rights and respect.

'Me carrying a briefcase is like a hotdog wearing earrings.'

The hair is real; it's the head that's fake.

I've always been skeptical of people who say they lose themselves in a part. Someone once came up to Spencer Tracy and asked, 'Aren't you tired of always playi…