I have what I call A-list moments, but believe me, I'm still on the D-list.
I'm on every worst-dressed list imaginable.
I also don't have a desire to be on the A-list. I feel more people can relate to the D-list than the A-list.
The beauty about the D-list is that people who are on it probably don't know they are.
That's life when you're on the D-list.