The worst thing about that kind of prejudice... is that while you feel hurt and angry and all the rest of it it feeds you self-doubt. You start thinking perhaps I am not good enough.
We had cocktail parties and I'd stay up until 5 in the morning.
I was a bridesmaid at a wedding in one picture.
I loved to get all dusty and ride horses and plant potatoes and cotton.
By Thursday morning, we'd gotten over the worst of it.
I don't hate L.A., but I'm nervous about becoming one of those people who...
I knew however that the next morning after the fight I would have to get...
