Model

I don't even sing in the shower.

It's not like I'm sitting at home coming up with some secret beauty plan.

I started modeling when I was 13 or 14, I think.

My mother tells me of when I was 10 or 11 and I'd wear really tight, short skirts and crop tops. All the local men would wolf whistle and stop and stare, but I didn't realise why at the time.

I mean, sometimes when you do a show or a campaign with a designer, you get along with them really well and you become friends. And then, sometimes, people are just a bit... weird.

If I could have the discipline to be super-skinny, I would be.

I would love to have children some day. I'd like little gay boys. That would be good.

When planning your wedding you make so many decisions: 'Do I want this fork or that fork?' But in the end people aren't going to remember what napkin holder you choose.

I'm terrible in high heels. I'm so bad.

I'm a woman, and every woman wants to be skinnier - unfortunately.

I think of dieting, then I eat pizza.

I'm terrified of having a little girl. Girls are more evil than boys.

I always like to sing along to some depressing, angry Morrissey.

I can have an androgynous quality.

Every time I go to the dentist they say, 'You really need to fix that gap of yours'. I'm like, 'My gap is paying your dentist bills.'

In school I was always the funny-looking, tall, skinny kid that got made fun of because of my weird teeth.

I'm happy people look at me as a role model.

I love to get a massage but I'm quite a baby with it. I don't like them too hard or anyone walking on me or anything. When it's good, it's the best thing ever. When it's bad, it's an hour of absolute agony.

Marriage takes work - it doesn't just happen.

It's quite nice to have a bit more color on the lips during wintertime. And it's festive, isn't it?