I'm obsessed with Nicholas Sparks. I've literally read every single book, because every time I travel, at the airport, I always buy a new Nicholas Sparks book.
I had relatives who would go to Japan and bring back random stuff they bought at the airport or whatever - 'Ultraman' and 'Speed Racer,' stuff like that.
I like being comfortable at airports, in flip-flops with no jewelry on.
Being stuck in airports, you always end up buying perfume and sunglasses.
I'm always buying gadgets, especially at airports.
Every modern woman shops everywhere for beauty, but for me it's mostly the airport or the drugstore.
I fell for MUJI socks at their store in N.Y.C.'s JFK airport, and now I get them in bundles.
I enjoy popping in to World Duty Free at the airport and trying out perfumes - I can never resist a new scent.
All the airports kind of feel and look the same now. Some are more beautiful, some are less beautiful, but for the most part you're going to find a Starbucks in every airport. You're going to get your coffee and the 'USA Today' or 'New York Times' in every airport.
I want my books sold on airport bookstalls.
I buy Coppertone Water Babies in abundance at the airport, SPF 60 or 70. I like being pale; I like looking like a creature from the dead world. I like looking like a ghost.
I buy so much when I go through airports: I buy psychology magazines; I buy 'Mind,' another magazine, 'New Scientist,' 'Scientific America.'
I like to buy books at airports sometimes.
I buy all my perfumes duty free - I think people are fools not to.
Try to know where the best ice cream is in any given airport terminal.
For families flying out of the U.K. for a winter getaway, airports should be the ideal place to pick up a bargain.
As soon as I walk down that sticky six-mile patterned carpet that welcomes you at Heathrow, I buy the Sunday papers and read the fashion supplements cover to cover. Even though hardly a single word in them seems directed at any male who ever lived, I find them compulsive reading.
I love Cheetos, those hot, spicy kind. And chocolate. Every time I'm in the airport I'm buying Cheetos and eating them on the airplane.
I've never missed a flight. And I don't see any reason in cutting it close because airports are pleasurable for me: You can go to the restaurant, get a massage, browse books, sit at a bar, check emails.
My one guilty pleasure is, every airport, I will drop everything to get an airport massage at those kiosks.
