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I Hate Committing Myself To Anything. It's Probably The Lack Of Discipline, Honestly. I'm Probably A Spoiled Brat Worried About Getting My Way Every Time.

All Of The Sudden People Say, "she's Got Tits And Legs And Blond Hair. Let's Talk To Her!" I've Been Paying Dues For Years In Modeling. Not Only That, It Took A Month And A Half Of Chuck Russell, The Mask's Director, And Jim Carrey Trying To Get New Line To Say O.k. On Me. I Didn't Sleep; I Had An Ulcer. Of Course, When People Talk Of Paying Their Dues, They Mean Years Of Going To Acting School And Auditionin.

I Write Constantly, But Only In My Journals. I Have Three Of Them: One For Travel, One For Home, And One I Write In Before Bed. But The Last Thing I Want Is Other People Reading It... What's Really Fun Is Reading Your Journal, Like A Year Later.

I'm A Salty, Greasy Girl. I Give Every French Fry A Fair Chance. Could You Just Lay Some Lard In My Belly?

You Get Kind Of Bored Being In Catalogues All The Time.