131 Quotes by Rachel Nichols

There’s nothing I hate more than gritty, linty, mysterious pocket schmutz in the cap of my lip moisturizer – or, even worse, on the applicator itself. I shudder at the thought.

How come foreign accents are so sexy? If I say, ‘I’m going to the store,’ it sounds boring, benign and rudimentary. But if it’s said with an accent, it sounds fundamentally cool.

My first modeling job in Paris, the photographer said, ‘Tue es belle,’ which means, ‘you are pretty,’ and I thought he said, ‘Tu es poubelle,’ which means, ‘you are the trash can.’ I burst into tears. He was not happy about that.

I spend an extraordinary amount of time in my car, so I can justify the expense. That’s the only extravagance in my life – it’s my car.

How come I love having an episode of deja vu? It’s akin to an out-of-body experience, I would think. It sits with me, happily, begging me to delve into my memory to find its match point.

I have smelled some very famous and undoubtedly sexy boys. And sometimes, as cute as they are, I’d rather have them as a friend – just because of the way they smell!

I love dessert. All kinds. But there’s something about ice cream that makes me happy. I am drawn to its simplicity. I am perplexed by the endless supply of constantly growing flavor options. And I am always in the mood for sprinkles and a sugar cone.

Yes, I was the child who would sneak into her closet and read ‘Nancy Drew’ for hours after the designated ‘lights out’ time of night.

Apparently, despite my awareness of its pejorative connotation, procrastinating is something I fall victim to quite frequently. I’m not proud of it; I’m just being honest.