I've been wearing lipstick since I was in 7th grade. That was our form of daring self-expression, because we had to wear uniforms in school. It made our teachers so angry.

My parents got me a sewing machine for Christmas during my senior year of high school. I made three pieces of clothing and had a fashion show at the end of the year, where we had to wear the clothes that we made. I took it to a whole new level; I made all my friends clothes.

I went to a Catholic school, so of course we had to wear uniforms. My only form of expression was in shoes and the style of my hair.

I'm five feet tall - I'm very petite - so for me, if I'm wearing a skirt or dress, it needs to be short, or else it makes me look frumpy. I need to wear either something really short or a maxi dress; anything in between just looks weird.

Mom always told us to wear pretty, matching underwear.

It was my first time taking a taxi with Mason. I had to tell the driver to wait because I had to get the stroller out of the car.