Anything I get to wear to the Met Ball is huge. I’m not a fashion girl, so it’s cool to be dolled up and have those diamonds where they send armed guards with you.
When we do ‘Sports Illustrated,’ it starts the night before. You do a St. Tropez tan that night, then baby oil gel, then body color.
I’m very neurotic about shaving. I shave first thing in the morning before a shoot, and if I have dinner that night, I have to shave again.
I can’t sleep without the TV on, so we leave it on during the night, and that’s what wakes me up – Joe Scarborough and ‘Morning Joe’ at 7:30 or 8.
If I’m going to eat fast food, I’m going to McDonald’s. I don’t need to pretend.
Making food is a wonderful way to spend a Friday night.
I know how I like my food. I like it spicy, salty, sticky, crunchy, juicy, oozy – basically any dish you know and love, jacked up to a bordering-on-socially-unacceptable amount of flavor.
If you’re going to choose to do something like the Paleo Diet, then you choose not to enjoy your nights out.
I love meat and vegetables. If I did a diet, I would do Paleo, except they have no cheese, which is very upsetting. I’m going to start my own Chrissy diet that’s like Paleo plus cheese. Plus late Saturday night drive-through.
I would love four children because I have a very small family, so I want those big Thanksgiving dinners.
Marriage was never my goal, because I’ve never been very traditional.
My day job may be exhausting, but cooking is my peace. My dream is to have a big family with lots of grandkids. And we’ll get together every Sunday for a hearty dinner at our house, and we’ll all live in flavorful bliss, happily ever after.
I love dress shopping, and I love talking about the wedding food. That’s what makes me happy. If you tell me to do a guest list, I cry. I hate it.