I don't enjoy good food. I don't enjoy flashy cars. I don't care if I live in a dump. I don't enjoy good clothes. This is the best I've dressed in months.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I just don't crave junk food.
I don't like shopping, and I like my clothes to be comfortable.
Part of life and part of the enjoyment of life is a croissant and a chocolate cake and eggs and milkshakes and oatmeal. There's so many things, you have to learn to appreciate it all. When I don't eat as much as I should, I'm not fun to be around; I'm fussy.
I try and eat good. On the road, that's next to impossible. And we eat a lot of unhealthy things when we're in Texas - that's what you do there.
You know I don't care about what I eat. I love food so much, I can't affect the way I eat.
It's a funny thing about me. I don't have any interest in food most of the time now, although when I was a kid I was always hungry.
I adore clothes, I adore drinking. I just don't have the time or the inclination to totally indulge in it.
I love food. I mean, I really love food. I take pictures of my finest, funniest and most fascinating dishes, post them on Twitter, and send them to friends. I treat menus like classic literature, refusing to skip even one word. I read the description of every item, regardless of whether or not I'm interested in eating it.
I like food. I like eating. And I don't want to deprive myself of good food.
I am still not a fussy eater, although I do enjoy good food.