The most important thing you wear is your personality.
To me, the tragedy about this whole image-obsessed society is that young girls get so caught up in just achieving that they forget to realize that they have so much more to offer the world.
It’s so reassuring to have a woman heroine who triumphs with more than just what she has on the outside who has more to offer the world than just a pretty picture.
As a child, I didn’t know what I didn’t have. I’m thankful for the challenges early on in my life because now I have a perspective on the world and kind of know what’s important.
I’m okay if people don’t know who I am, but if you remember my character that would be great.
I hope to be acting until I’m playing the role of Grandma, and I’d like to branch out in film – producing, directing, all of it. I’ll sleep when no one wants to hire me!
Am I Latin? Am I American? What the hell am I? I love my culture and I’m very proud of my culture.
I am trying to be guided by my passion.
I struggled with being a Latino growing up in Los Angeles. I felt very American. I still do. I went to 35 bar mitzvahs before I went to a single quinceanera. I could talk all day about my culture and what it means to me.
I know that having the perfect body doesn’t fix all your problems, or make you love yourself more. To me, it’s all about being comfortable in your own skin.
I just want to be in my sweats, walk my dog, watch TV and eat pizza.
Relationships take time and energy, and your job kind of sucks that all out of you. It takes an extra effort to stay present in a relationship when you are working so many hours.
I don’t think running for office is anything I’m prepared for or could even prepare myself for.
My parents were both Spanish-speakers and they used to speak to me and my siblings in Spanish and we’d answer them in English.
You’d never catch me dancing on tables in public. I have no desire to be known for my personal life.
Once I started drinking more water, my skin, hair and nails all flourished.
I realized how Latina I was, and then also, at the same time, how not Latina enough I was, because I’m born and raised in Los Angeles. I speak Spanish, but I don’t speak perfect Spanish, not like a native speaker.
What’s hard about being on the other side of the world is that sometimes the problem feels so big that changing one life doesn’t feel like enough. But it is.