My earliest memory is seeing Michael Jackson in Melbourne with my sister when I was about ten. I still have this souvenir stick with a glove that would light up and make a peace sign in a bunch of different colors. I'm so happy my mom didn't throw that out.

I was coming home from kindergarten - well they told me it was kindergarten. I found out later I had been working in a factory for ten years. It's good for a kid to know how to make gloves.

I actually study boxing - my dad was a Golden Gloves champion so I learned how to fight at a very young age. Growing up in Brooklyn you always had to watch your back so I pretty much learned to protect myself.

My dad was a golden gloves boxer in the Marine Corps then a deputy sheriff. My mom worked as an office assistant.

If I was a woman I would be dressed in the same thing for a month and just change my hat and gloves. Maybe my shoes too yes I see what you mean but really it's jewels that change an outfit.

Old age is when the liver spots show through your gloves.