I Absolutely Refuse To Bare Midriff.

I'm A Hypochondriac. Yesterday It Was Brain Damage From The Vodka The Night Before. Today, Heart Attack - My Arm And Chest Started Hurting At The Same Time.

I Never Not Wanted To Be A Singer. Since I Was 3, I Knew This Was What I Wanted To Do. Well, I Can't Say I Wanted To Do It, But I Fantasized And Thought About It All The Time. I Never Thought It Would Actually Happen.

Making A Decision To Be A Public Figure Isn't Their Choice Right Now. I Don't Think It's Fair. Even Though They're Beautiful And I Love Them, They Haven't Made That Decision Yet. I've Been Chased Through Airports With A Screaming Baby Because The Photographers Are Ruthless, And They Want The Picture.

I Have Loved Music So Much From When I Was Little And I Don't Know Whether It Was Because I Saw My Dad Doing It And Then I Got The Idea, I Don't Know What Came First... But I Always Had A Hairbrush In The Mirror Singing. I Was Always With Him Backstage; I Would Go Out And Be Pulled In For The Last Song.

I'm Just Not Interested In Selling Out To Get On The Charts And Make People Happy