“I was up for a role and I went in character, focused and what not, and they said, “that’s the director’s favorite pick, they absolutely love her, but can she come back in with a tight black dress, with her face all done real nice?” and I said, “that’s not the character! no, that doesn’t make any sense! why would I do that?” and they said, “because they need to know if you’re pretty enough to put you on the cover of a magazine.” and I told them this: they don’t want me. they don’t want me then, because this is how you put someone on the cover of a magazine. you get a fucking backdrop, you get a photographer, you take a picture, and you print that shit out. that’s how you put someone on the cover of a magazine. the camera will not break, unless I fucking break it with my hand”
