A Lot Of Horrible, Unfair,

I Feel Like I Become Somebody Else When I Do The Pictures. I Don't Like Doing Pictures As Myself. I Like To Be Made Into Somebody Different.

I Started Going Back And Forth, New York, London, New York, London. I Wasn't Looking Back At All. I Was Doing Tons Of Jobs. Working, Working, Working, Working.

Dressing Is Like Modelling - You Can Constantly Adapt.

For Makeup, A Bit Of Blusher — What You Call Bronzer — A Bit Of An Eye, And An Eyelash Curler.

Once I Was Walking From The Mercer In New York - Because Otherwise I Don't Walk Anywhere - And This Woman Paparazzo Who Was Following Me Fell Over A Fire Hydrant And Her Whole Tooth Went Through Her Lip. I Leant Over Her, Saying, 'are You All Right?' And She Was Still Taking Pictures.