I look back at my elementary or high school pictures and I always had gel in my hair and a gold chain that I would wear outside my shirt. That's how I was born and raised as an Italian male, and I always considered myself a Guido, anyway.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I grew up with a saying: 'It doesn't matter what you wear or where you go, but your hair always has to be brushed.' So in Italy, we come from that kind of culture - where how you present yourself is important.
In Italy, I had an Afro, and a lot of the kids came up and felt my hair. It really was funny. I wish I had understood Italian.
I love Italian fashion - the sense of style that Italians have as part of their DNA. Nobody is like them.
Usually I wear my grandma's old aprons, or others I have collected in my travels. When I was young, I would sit and watch my grandma prepare stuff. She wasn't Italian, but she did really good Italian food.
The Italian culture and values have significantly shaped who I am, and I would never intentionally demean or degrade the very culture that has been so integral to my life.
I'm totally Italian, but I'm not a diva. If you could see the way I'm dressed in daily life, that's not a diva. Appearances are so not important to me.
The Italians always know that I'm not Italian.
As an Italian-American, I have a special responsibility to be sensitive to ethnic stereotypes.
We were raised in an Italian-American household, although we didn't speak Italian in the house. We were very proud of being Italian, and had Italian music, ate Italian food.
When it comes to my style, I'm a proper Italian woman of the modern age!