A lot of people think of me only as a cute, sexy blonde.

I've had some life, and it got pretty accelerated, really quite exciting but very dangerous.

I can't help the way I look. What am I supposed to do, put a plastic bag over my head?

I looked 18 when I was 13.

Our family is very close and since I'm not one for cooking or answering alarm clocks on the first ring, I depend on mother.

Dad always wanted me to be a boy.