My name had gone stale, and no matter how progressive I got, it was my time to die. Joni Mitchell diematterprogressive Change image and share on social
My name has become a brand - it could be make-up, clothing, perfume. Carine Roitfeld brandclthemake Change image and share on social
My name has opened doors and slammed doors shut. Max Irons dooropenshut Change image and share on social
My name is actually Polish. It's my husband's name. Most people say 'Zaw-stak,' but it's 'Show-stack,' like you're going to a show, eating a stack of pancakes. Stephanie Szostak eathusbandpancake Change image and share on social
My name is Adam Sandler. I'm not particularly talented. I'm not particularly good-looking. And yet I'm a multi-millionaire. Adam Sandler adamgoodmillionaire Change image and share on social
My name is Arsenio. That's a very unique name for a black man. In Greek, it means Leroy. Arsenio Hall arsenioblackgreek Change image and share on social
My name is Bernard Jeffrey McCullough, but people know me as Bernie Mac. My mama, God rest her soul - she used to call me Beanie. Used to say, 'Don't you worry about Beanie. Beanie gonna be just fine. Beanie gonna surprise everyone.' Bernie Mac beaniebernardbernie share on social
My name is Bruce Feiler, and I'm an explainaholic. I first heard this word used to describe Isaac Asimov, and I knew instantly that I suffered from the same condition. It's the incurable desire to tell, shape, share, occasionally exaggerate, often elongate, and inevitably bungle a good story. Bruce Feiler asimovbrucebungle share on social