My father, Leo Henry Brown, really was talented - he could write. He had a gift, and he had a great, sly humor.
I dress for women and I undress for men.
I was popular in high school. I smiled, and I laughed, and I talked, and I wasn't bad-looking, but I was never considered beautiful - never, ever.
I think it was sexier when you didn't have to take it all off.
When I completely submerge my sensuality or my sexuality, I'm not very interesting.
The romantic love of my life, I'm sure, was Burt Bacharach. I had a few that were wonderful, but I married him, and that's going pretty far.
