It's like, I don't think you understand, Michael Jackson's bedroom is two stories and it has, like, three bathrooms and this and that. So, when I slept in his bedroom, yes, but you understand the whole scenario.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
There is a certain comfort in waking up and finding that Michael Jackson is still the Big Story. At least it tells you that nothing horrible has happened in the world that would force them to move on to real news.
You remember some bedrooms you have slept in. There are bedrooms you like to remember and others you would like to forget.
I have the person at home, the person who has his privacy, too. Michael Jackson didn't do the moonwalk in his kitchen.
You know how you either grow up in a Michael Jackson house or a Prince house? For me it was Michael Jackson. I could never decide whether I wanted to be Michael Jackson or marry him.
You suddenly find yourself somewhere and you wonder, how did I get in this room? That happens to me all the time, every day!
My room was a real way of expressing myself. It was like a little nest that I could settle into.
It was a woman's bedroom, actually a boudoir, and no man belonged in it except by invitation.
But certainly in my grandmother's time - and when I was growing up, yeah, Demetrie's bathroom was on the side of the house, it was a separate door. Still, to this day, I've never been in that room.
I seriously object to seeing on the screen what belongs in the bedroom.
I would rather sleep in a bathroom than in another hotel.