I like to sing in the car with the windows rolled down and hair blowing all over my face.
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
I always find it kind of embarrassing kind of funny and kind of exciting. In New York I'm recognized a lot although nobody says anything. You know they stare at you just a second too long. But in Paris it's not as commonplace to be recognized.
