I'm not wholesome at all. I detest homey things like cooking and bed-making and Peter Pan collars. I like to wear slacks and play golf.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I hate the word wholesome.
I sometimes want to do totally different roles. I don't always want to play 'wholesome.'
I love going out to clubs. Granted, I don't get hammered or do anything to embarrass myself. I'd call myself wholesome... but it's not like I only drink milk.
I make a lot of my own clothes. I don't like wearing the same thing everybody else wears.
Everything I do is unfabulous. I'm the most normal person. I love walking everywhere and going to hole-in-the-wall places, like nail shops, because they do the best job. And I go to vintage stores rather than high-end boutiques, because I like to dress different from other people.
It's not like I'm hanging out at shopping malls or going to celebrity golf tournaments. I'm so in my own little world. I got my dog, my music, my brother, a couple of friends.
I do have hobbies - I garden and bike, for example - but there's nothing in the world that gives me even a fraction of the pleasure that I derive from hanging around with my wife and daughter.
I can be super reclusive and hermetic, and then I can be in California and host dinner parties and drink wine. It's all me.
I'm curvy and wholesome.
I am wholesome.