I was 17 when I left the small Maine town where I'd grown up. I wanted to do something I thought was important with my life, so I headed to California and didn't look back.
I wanted to be able to go shopping without people looking to see if I really was one of the world's 10 most beautiful women. I longed to be myself.
At every party there are two kinds of people - those who want to go home and those who don't. The trouble is, they are usually married to each other.