I fall into that nebulous, quote-unquote, normal American woman size that legions of fashion stylists detest. For the record, I'm a size 8 - this week, anyway. Many stylists hate that size because I think to them, it shows that I lack the discipline to be an ascetic; or the confident, sassy abandon
“They offered me millions and millions and millions of dollars to write books about Cary. That was between us. That was private. I'll always love him.”
“I found marriage somewhat stifling. I don't know that I am the kind of man who ought to be married.”