I come from a strong matriarchal line. I was raised by Gypsy, her sister, Mary, and my maternal grandmother. The result of not having my father live with us meant that, when it came to understanding the opposite sex, it was like working without a map.

Of the opposite sex, I have the moustache and, in general, the face.

To succeed with the opposite sex, tell her you're impotent. She can't wait to disprove it.

I was raised by my father; I was daddy's girl.

I've enjoyed the opposite sex a lot. Always have. Always will.

I try to live my life as honestly as I can, and the last thing I want is to pretend to be something I'm not. To pretend to myself I am a sex symbol would somehow be dishonest. I'd feel, in my heart, that I were behaving artificially and that's the last thing I want to do.