I'm married to an American, and although we live in Europe, I think of myself as an honorary American.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm completely Americanized - I have an American accent, an American wife - but a residue of me is foreign.
I'm definitely an American, because I grew up here. But I've lived very happily in Britain.
I consider myself to be an international woman.
So I built my entire career in the United States and that's why it feels like I'm an American actor.
I'm married to an American. I work for a company that is, you know, its headquarters in the U.S.
I'm not an American, but I have this weird connection to America in different ways through my dad living here for five years, my godfather being an American who I'm very close to.
I think of myself as a plain human being who happens to be an American.
I am not an American; I am the American.
I was in Europe and it was at this stage that I fell in love with Americans in uniform. And I continue to have that love affair.
My husband is not American. He was born in Brazil, where he grew up under a filthy, corrupt dictatorship. In his twenties, he moved to Europe, where he lived for a while under various socialist democracies. He spent a few years on a kibbutz in Israel, living out a utopian experiment in communal existence.