I went to a private arts school. We had to wear cloaks.

If I had a great body, I'd be naked all the time.

I'm lucky I had parents willing to be open and believe that an 11-year-old might know what she wanted to do. Or maybe they thought I'd find out that's what I didn't want to do.

I'm an illegal alien and have been for many years. If you rub my skin, I go green.

There's a higher form of happiness in commitment. I'm counting on it.

My parents are Italian and British. They live in Berkeley now - we all moved there four years ago.