I just don't care what people have to say. I keep pushing toward what I want. It's just how I am. I don't know where I got it from.
Honestly, I could care less about other people's opinions about me.
I've stopped caring how others are going to perceive me if I wear something that they don't like.
Whatever I do is done out of sheer joy; I drop my fruits like a ripe tree. What the general reader or the critic makes of them is not my concern.
More people than not have seen me on television in swim shorts, so I don't have any problem stripping down.
What people think of me doesn't affect me. As bizarre as it sounds, I don't have a Google alert on my phone; I don't read newspapers, and I don't watch television. If something important happens, I will get to know about it.
When you're a mom to three children, nothing bothers you. Trust me. Who cares what people say? I've got other things to deal with.
To be honest, I'm really not interested on how I'm viewed as. The only thing I'm interested in is to keep creating something special. Whether that something is synonymous to me or not is really none of my concern.
I don't really think about or pay any mind to what everyone thinks about my fighting style or if they watch me fight; I just concentrate on myself.
I didn't get the gene that makes me care about what other people think. I'm much like Trump that way. I don't really care. They're just words.
