My character was obnoxious, had stinky feet and wore things like purple tights and a yellow top. I hated the clothes.
I was probably that obnoxious kid in first-year university who would try to win a political debate by just, you know, being belligerent.
Living in New York, you get a lot of confidence; when I go back to Michigan, I realise how obnoxious and demanding and straightforward I am.
When you're in your twenties, you're made of expectations, and when they're shattered, you don't know how to behave. The fact is if you react really outraged, you fear that you'll get dropped and feel even more terrible. But there's only a certain amount you can put up with before you become obnoxious in your own eyes, right?
I heard people saying they were going to become millionaires by the time they were 25 - that's gross and obnoxious, but in California it's looked on as an asset.
Even on Facebook, like, I wouldn't share everything with my friends, because that's obnoxious.
I grew up in a conservative small town, and the gay characters I saw on TV and in movies when I was growing up were all flamboyant and obnoxious and sometimes kind of annoying.