Friends don’t lie.
I sort of knew I was a bit of a drama queen. I always threw tantrums, so I knew I wasn’t a normal child.
I don’t look at negative comments because my parents and family don’t let me. My big sister controls my Instagram, and my big brother controls my Twitter. I also don’t really Google myself or anything like that.
It’s nice having famous people love you.
I love the ’80s. I’m obsessed with it. I love the hair and the people.
I’m keeping the pixie. I hope I inspire people… it’s really cool to have short hair.
I could live without my phone. And one thing I’d love to do is experience having the freedom that kids had back in the ’80s.
My first real kiss came when I was 10, and it was in an acting class. I had to do a scene from a movie where someone gets kissed under a tree, and I did not want to do it! But my acting partner wanted me to feel comfortable, so he bought a picnic basket with all these snacks. He made such an effort- and it was cute.
The fact that I am a young woman who doesn’t need a man for money. I don’t need a man for a job. I’ve never had to f**k for beats. I’ve never had to f**k for a record deal. I don’t have those pressures. I get up when I want, shop when I want.
Being jealous of a beautiful woman is not going to make you more beautiful.
I’m quite sarcastic, and I’m funny, but not kind of funny. It’s a weird funny, and some people don’t get me, and some people do.
All I can do is take influences from where I was raised.
When humor works, it works because it’s clarifying what people already feel. It has to come from someplace real.
So, I think it has to do with the product and what you take to the public. If they like it, they’re going to come see you, and if they don’t, and if you’re kind of getting out of the trendy line of things, then they won’t come see you.
This industry’s very fickle, you’re only as big as your last record, you know? And we intend on releasing some good records yet, so we don’t intend on going anywhere.
[asked if she ever had any summer traditions when growing up] My family rented a cottage in Canada. They’d blare “Wake Up Little Susie” at seven in the morning throughout the entire campground. Everyone would roll over to the lodge and have sticky buns for breakfast, and then we’d jump on the trampoline all day long.
They made me use an accent, which I wasn’t thrilled about because a lot of us, obviously, don’t have them.
Mothers – we owe everything to them. They gave birth to us, they nurtured us, they made us who we are. And this Mother’s Day, we have just one thing to say to all the mothers out there: Get the fuck back to work.
I want to thank my parents for somehow raising me to have confidence that is disproportionate with my looks and abilities.
At some point, I would like to write a book and other things, but I work best when there is some sort of deadline in my own mind, but not when fifty people or fifty million people are breathing down the back of my neck.
I think my level of fame will drop back down. I think it’ll recede. In fact, I know it will. That’s life on Planet Earth. And I’m okay with that. Besides getting tables at restaurants and special treatment at the airport, what else is there?
When faced with sexism or ageism or lookism or even really aggressive Buddhism, ask yourself the following question: Is this person in between me and what I want to do?’ If the answer is no, ignore it and move on. Your energy is better used doing your work and outpacing people that way. Then, when you’re in charge, don’t hire the people who were jerky to you.
