I may have been sexy, but I was covered up total. There was something left to the imagination.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I wasn't naked, I was completely covered by a blue spotlight.
I think people were expecting me to be that kind of glamorous sexpot. So they were always, Wow you're not what I expected.
My whole thing is being sexy without showing too much, because that's my comfort level.
I was very sexual from a very young age.
We were five heterosexual, good-looking men. We competed against each other for the sexiest girls... I won.
I've always maintained that you can be sexy with your clothes on. Sexier maybe.
Nobody ever really thought of me as sexy, right? They thought of me as smart and quirky.
I was very thin, like a boy, and I was very un-sexy.
From the moment I was six I felt sexy. And let me tell you it was hell, sheer hell, waiting to do something about it.
I wasn't really naked. I simply didn't have any clothes on.