The media puts words in my mouth all the time and this is no different. I will always take a stance on women writing b/c I believe in us!
The whole idea of ‘sailing’ is like a play on words, ‘selling’ and ‘sailing.’ It’s like the complete opposite of ‘selling’ yourself for money and fame. To me, ‘sailing’ is going with the wind and being free and not really having a price, sticking to who you are and going with your own flow, which I’d like to think that I do.
And then when we get back to New York, we need to contact, um… Leslie to see what she can do to minimize the press… on all this. Another divorce… splashed across Page Six. I can just imagine what they’re gonna write about me. ‘The Dragon Lady, Career-Obsessed. Snow Queen Drives Away Another Mr. Priestly’. Rupert Murdoch should cut me a check for all the papers I sell for him. Anyway, I don’t… I don’t really care what anybody writes about me. But my… my girls, I just… It’s just so unfair to the girls. It’s just… another disappointment, another letdown, another father… figure… gone. Anyway, the point is… the point is… the point is we really need to figure out where to place Donatella because she’s barely speaking to anyone.
I know most celebrities say they don’t read what the press says about them but to be honest I suspect in most cases they don’t want to admit that they actually care what is written about them. I’ll tell you straight up- I do read it! Some of it is true, a lot of it is flattering, and a lot of it is totally off the mark.
Believe it or not, fame is not as glamorous as it seems. I think it is much harder now with all of the media outlets and people can be pretty nasty and harsh.
The pop icons nowadays are very fearless, unapologetic, edgy, and it’s a lot for people to swallow sometimes because people still think pop star equals role model. But it’s almost impossible to walk that line. I’ve struggled with it and I’ve come to the conclusion that I can only live my life for me.
It was easy to think I was shallow. I had everything. It seemed like I had no problems in the world. And all of a sudden one day, BOOM! Everybody realizes that I do have problems.
People think I’m overly sexy. It bothers them for some reason. Girls don’t like to see other girls dressed sexy. It’s a little intimidating. I don’t mean that in a cocky way. But public figures can become annoying. They see me a lot and every time they see me, my ass is out or my boobs are out, so it can get a little irritating. I get that.
Heavy is the head that wears the crown. Don’t let the greatness get you down.
I don’t know why everyone wants to be famous. To make a living, I guess. Maybe they think it’s an easy job.
I did not wanna come anywhere near the industry again because I really felt like it had chewed me up & spit me out.
To me it just got to a point where celebrity was paying & artistry wasn’t. A girl on a reality tv show that’s trash & ripping out girl’s weaves will get a record deal before the most talented girl.
I’m back bitches! I got me another 15 minutes!