Red carpets and dressing up are a part of work that I enjoy less than some people.
As late as the seventeenth century, monarchs owned so little furniture that they had to travel from palace to palace with wagon-loads of plate and bedspreads, of carpets and tapestries.
I am sent on assignments just like guys. I have covered presidential campaigns, natural disasters, tragedies, red carpets, medical stories and more.
I also would rather race than strut red carpets in Hollywood - and thank God this is not my job - but also the team principals should be more prominent.
I am here on Earth to express myself, and the many media of art are my magic carpets that allow me the freedom to do so.
In spring, nature is like a thrifty housewife. . . taking up the white carpets and putting down the green ones.
If airports can be seen as temples to travel, gateways to other worlds, then airport carpets are the vast prayer mats upon which we all genuflect.
I almost choke on my popcorn when I hear film stars, who walk on red carpets as much as the rest of us do on zebra crossings, criticising youngsters who crave fame.
I feel like I'll never get over red carpets. They're so bizarre and awkward.
To this day, I love eating steak tacos before going to the red carpets.
While we were walking around, we came to the Catholic church, and we saw that some people had set fire to carpets and banked them around the rectory, which was made out of wood. They knew every fire truck on the South Side was going to be in the park, that the rectory would just burn to the ground. Our one little act was putting out that fire.
I was home-schooled and I graduated super-early. But I've always had older friends, so I got to go to all their dances. I got the best of both worlds. I had the choice to go to prom with a friend of mine and I decided not to because I was filming very close to that. But red carpets and the 'G. B. F' prom were so much better.
Rock'n'roll is not red carpets and MySpace friends, rock'n'roll is dangerous and should piss people off
I'm not invited. I'm not on the A list, haven't been on it in 20 years and my feet have never trod its red fluffy carpets.
