1 | My mental stimulants I start every day with a coffee and a Sudoku. I’m not good at actual math, but for some reason I’m really good at math puzzles. I also like crosswords, acrostics, really any kind of brain tease—but not the cryptic crosswords. I don’t understand those.
2 | My Porsche I’ve never cared much about cars, but I saw a Porsche Panamera on the street last year and I was smitten. I had to have one. I’m terrified of it. It feels like you’re in the cockpit of a plane—only I have baby seats for my grandkids in the back.
3 | My lady head vases
A friend used to drag me to flea markets, which are really boring. I figured collecting these kitsch ceramic vases would give me something to do. I have hundreds now. I even subscribed to the lady head vase collectors’ newsletter for a while, until I realized that was nuts.
4 | My sexy underwear
I’ve always had an appreciation for pretty, lacy undergarments. It makes me feel good knowing that I look nice without my clothes on—or at least not horrible.
5 | My golf clubs I was reluctant to take up golf, because I always thought it was something old people did. I’ve completely come around to it. I’m a mediocre golfer—a 24 handicap. Sometimes I get very frustrated. I used to throw my clubs after a bad tee-off, but I’m trying to curb that.
6 | My vintage brooches
My father sold costume jewellery, but I never appreciated it when he was alive. Now, my friend Carol Tanenbaum sells costume jewellery, and with her help I’ve amassed a nice collection.
7 | My sugar fix This past summer I ate a blueberry bun from Harbord Bakery every morning. I think I gained five pounds. Luckily they stopped making them in the fall—although now I’m back onto sour jujubes, which I buy in bulk from Longo’s.
8 | My daughter’s CD A couple of years ago, my daughter Shannon recorded an album of original songs in Nashville. I listen to it all the time.
9 | My Uggs Articles about me always mention my slippers. I never used to think anything of it, but I’m always wearing them. It’s funny: I have all these wonderful high heels that I buy because they look great, but I can’t walk in them.
10 | My guardian angel
I have an unusually large fan base in Slovakia. Hundreds of people show up at my book signings. And they come with gifts, like this guardian angel. I’m not religious—but I would like to believe in something. So if there are guardian angels out there, I’d be thrilled. I keep this one by my bed, hoping she’ll do a good job.
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