My mother was a gypsy, and she had a lot of dark blood in her, and her hair was very, very thick - she couldn't even get a brush through it. So I have been very fortunate. And every time I go to cut it off, hairdressers refuse to do it.
My dad is a workaholic so I take after him in this respect.
I reckon I'm actually one of the least funny in my family.
But the love of adventure was in father's blood.
I don't sleep much. I think it's hereditary. My mom doesn't sleep. My dad never slept. My naps are definitely when I get the most sleep. I'm a big napper - that's when I get most of my sleep.
My dad was a big grinder, a tough guy. I inherited that from him.
My family has always been inclined to any form of art.
I get my light eyes from my mother.
My mother has the same kind of an arm, even today at 74. She could throw a ball from second base to home plate with something on it. I got my arm from my mother.
My father had it, my mother had it; we wanted to entertain people.
I thought everybody could sing, because everybody in my family could.
My dad's a fitness freak himself.
I'm cool under pressure. Cool as a cucumber, actually, eerily so. My friends and family comment on it. I think I get it from my father, the quintessential smooth operator.
I'm right-handed with everything. My mom was lefty.
My mom is part albino.
There just is not one person in my family who is not funny.
I adore clothes - they're my weakest link! My mother was the same, and she taught me always to look polished.
Emotionality is really easy for me. My father always said that Fondas can cry at a good steak.
We Deveauxs preferred to talk you to death, rather than face you in physical combat.
Raw parsley makes me gag. It's the same for my mum and my sister. Which is funny because apparently parsley was used to suffocate witches, back in the day.
There is a standing joke in my family that I was born with a ladle in my hand.
I am like my mom: early to bed and early to rise.
I've always been, since I was a little kid, and my son is quite observant, too.
My family always says my voice is a gift—a precious jewel I inherited from my maternal grandma, Julia Kate Hudson. My sister and I used to joke that the 'Kates' in our family got all the talent.
If a man made himself an expert in any particular branch of human activity, there would result the strong tendency that a peculiar aptitude towards the same branch would be found among some of his descendants.
