I don't think anybody is wanting to put me back on the air. But I'm certainly out there trying.
My one light American Spirit that I smoke once a week, on Saturday night.
~I think what surprised me the most about motherhood, as sentimental as it sounds, is how much I love my kids. I mean, I just can't believe it. It's like a whole new dimension in emotion that I've never experienced. ~
I have an amazing team, and we find people who resonate with us, but sometimes our scope is still small because we are a pretty small group and we have so much work to do. We get approached a lot.
I don't know who decided that skinny was more appealing than not skinny. It seems arbitrary.
I really am a smoothie person. I love making a morning smoothie and then will drink some coffee and will not eat at all before lunch.
Is it better not to drink alcohol and eat fried food and not have cheese and never have a cigarette at a party? Of course, but that's just not life.
When I was still in prep school - 14, 15 - I started keeping notebooks, journals. I started writing, almost like landscape drawing or life drawing. I never kept a diary, I never wrote about my day and what happened to me, but I described things.
But the suit I wear is my work attire, and nothing else.
That, of course, was the thing about the fifties with all their patina of familial bliss: A lot of the memories were not happy, not mine, not my friends'. That's probably why the myth so endures, because of the dissonance in our lives between what actually went on at home and what went on up there on those TV screens where we were allegedly seeing ourselves reflected back.
I came to New York in 1986. My father didn't think it was a good idea. I didn't know how I found it, but I went to Hunter College. I had no money and I couldn't speak English.