“When I get ready to go out, it’s half hour and we’re out of the door. I don’t want to waste time getting ready: I want to go and have fun.”

I think so much of what we learn when we get older is being comfortable in our own skin and learning what looks good, and not being so trend-centric.

To describe something as being black and white means it is clearly defined. Yet when your ethnicity is black and white, the dichotomy is not that clear. In fact, it creates a grey area.

It’s really important that young women be reminded that their involvement matters and that their voice is heard. Even if it feels like it’s small, it really can make an impact.

On a normal day, I love a shift dress with flats and a little cropped jacket. That, for me, is my travel wear if it’s not too chilly – you can throw a scarf over your legs if it’s cold on the plane!

Be able to delegate, because there are some things that you just can’t do by yourself.

I grew up in L.A. in a school that was diverse, but it was not really integrated, so I didn’t ever fully fit in with the black girls or the white girls or the Latina girls.

I love how British guys dress for the cold.

I’m a sucker for a compliment.

Growing up in Los Angeles, obviously it’s a really fashionable city, but it has a really relaxed quality to it as well. So, my fashion education came while working on ‘Suits’.

I dream pretty big, but truly had no idea my life could be this awesome. I am the luckiest girl in the world, without question!

For dinner parties, I love making an easy cioppino using shrimp, mussels, clams, and a hearty fish that won’t fall apart easily.

With fame comes opportunity, but in my opinion, it also includes responsibility – to advocate and share, to focus less on glass slippers and more on pushing through glass ceilings and, if I’m lucky enough, then to inspire.

It’s really attractive if a man has a skill that you want to improve in yourself. If you can learn from someone, then that’s sexy.

I think you have to make time for yourself so that work doesn’t become the end-all be-all.

I think my dad always saw how happy I was on set.

Another solid run through Central Park. Admittedly, six miles turns out to be a bad idea after a full day in heels!