You talk to people who serve you the food the same way you talk to the people you eat the food with. You talk to people who work for you the same way you talk to the people you work… — Claudia Shear Copy Share Image
Being fat is the absolute nadir of the misfit. You're a misfit because nothing fits. You don't fit in. You're not fit. You're fat. Fat doesn't have the poetic cachet of alcohol, the whiff of danger in the drug of choice. You're just fat. Being fat is so un-American, so unattractive, unerotic, unfashionable, undisciplined, unthinkable, uncool. It makes you invisible.… — Claudia Shear Copy Share
You talk to people who serve you the food the same way you talk to the people you eat the food with. You talk… — Claudia Shear Copy Share Image
Most of us would kill ourselves if we were as talent-free as Elizabeth Hurley. — Claudia Shear Copy Share Image
“I wasn't really eight anymore. The day you know danger and fear, and know that you are alone, is the day you grow, if… — Claudia Shear Copy Share Image
