There's Only So Many Times You Can

I'm Really Awkward When People Recognize Me. I'm Not Good At It, And For The Most Part It Hadn't Happened To Me Until 'true Blood,' And Then, All Of A Sudden, It Started Happening All The Time.

If You're Raised In A Household Where Questions Are Encouraged, You're The Minority. It's Sad. One Of The Things That Has Resonated The Most For Me Is That, In The '50s, If Your Sex Life Was Unfulfilling, It Was Your Fault, As A Woman. It Was Never The Man's Fault. Millions Of Women Thought They Were Working With Faulty Equipment. If They Couldn't Have Orgasms From Having Sex With Their Husbands, Then They Were Broken. That's Insane, And Everybody Believed It.

It's Refreshing, Honestly, To Be Able To Have More Intellectual Conversations About Sex And The Meaning Of Sex, And Intimacy And What That Means In Relationships. As A Person In The World, It's On Your Mind. It's A Part Of Your Life, After A Certain Age Until You're Dead. So, To Be Able To Examine It In A Different Way Is Really Fulfilling.

Save The Date' Feels Like A Quiet Story About Two Sisters And The Men In Their Lives, Kind Of Reminiscent Of The Quieter Rom-coms Of The 1990s; It's Very Character-driven And Not As Wedding-focused.

There's Only So Many Times You Can Read How Ugly You Are And How Much People Hate You.