I Got So Sick Of

In Photos, I Don't Know Who The Real Me Is - It's All Pretend, Just Pretend. There's Not Much Of Myself In My Work. If I'm Looking In The Mirror And I'm Working, I'm Looking At My Make-up And My Hair. It's Not The Same As Looking At Myself.

I Was A Hoarder, And I Got Rid Of Everything. Now Nothing Comes In My Home Unless It Has A Purpose. And Decor Is Not A Purpose. Home Is New York Apartment With A Table, A Bed And Sofas. That's It. Everything Else Is Gone.

I Was Having Panic Attacks. I Didn't Want To Live That Way Anymore. I Was In Love And I Wanted It To Work. I Was Tired Of Travelling, Tired Of The Whole Scene, Just Tired. I Sat Around. I Was Lazy. I Wanted A Routine, And I Wanted To Wake Up In The Same Bed Every Day, And I Got My Wish.

No-one Is Born With Perfect Eyebrow.

People Think Modeling's Mindless, That You Just Stand There And Pose, But It Doesn't Have To Be That Way. I Like To Have A Lot Of Input. I Know How To Wear A Dress, Whether It Should Be Shot With Me Standing Up Or Sitting.