I can't help the way I look. What am I supposed to do, put a plastic bag over my head? — Joey Heatherton Copy Share
One day Dad was driving in to New York to appear on a telethon. I hid in the back seat until he had gone… — Joey Heatherton Copy Share
Mother had taught me dance steps from the time I was 3, and we were always singing and dancing around the kitchen table. — Joey Heatherton Copy Share
When I tried out for cheerleader, they sneered, 'You're too good, kid,' and put me in the high-kick line instead. It was pure jealousy,… — Joey Heatherton Copy Share
