The secret is that I am Italian.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I love being Italian.
I am a proud Italian American, raised by an Italian mother and Italian grandparents.
My parents could not be more Italian.
Wherever I go, I am Italian. The way I talk, the way I eat, the way femininity is important to me. The way I love Italian food.
I'm secretly a clown, or maybe it's not much of a secret! I'm a little putzo, as the Italians say - a little bit loopy.
The lucky thing was that I was Italian; when the other Italians saw me fight back, they came to my defence.
As an Italian-American, I have a special responsibility to be sensitive to ethnic stereotypes.
Yes, I'm half Italian. So my grandfather speaks heavy Italian... and I couldn't understand a word he said.
The Italians always know that I'm not Italian.
My husband is actually Italian-American, and he thought I was Italian when he first met me.