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One Cold Wintry Day In London, I Was Dreaming About Salad Nicoise—one Of My Favorites.

When I Was Starting Out, I Would Get Printouts Of What Was Being Written About Me That Week. At First It Was All Good Things, And Then It Started To Turn. I Very Quickly Learned, "this Isn't Good, This Isn't Helping Me." But It Was A Very Important Exercise For Me In Terms Of Really Understanding That One's Sense Of Self Is Internal. I Have Had An Extreme Opportunity To Learn That Lesson, And I Think It's Been Such A Blessed Fortune.

I Definitely Don't Read Any Tabloids. You Really Have To Find A Way To Separate The Words Of People You Respect - Stranger Or Not, But Respectful Content, Positive Or Negative - And People Who Are Just In Pain And Projecting Their Own Sh*t Onto You.

I Cannot Function If There Is A Physical Mess Around Me. If Everything Is Falling Apart, I Go On A Cleaning Frenzy.

You're Not Learning Anything Unless You're Having The Difficult Conversations.