I Have To Struggle To Change People's

I Actually Pointed My Wand And It Blew Up! The Power! The Power Was Just Like Angry Birds, But Big [as] Life.

Not Only Was It Nearly Impossible To Hear Because Of These Huge Rubber Ears We Had To Wear, But We Also Had These Huge Furry Hands Which Were Absolutely Useless, Especially If You Had To Scratch Yourself.

Journalists Are Always Calling My Features Edwardian Or Victorian, Whatever That Means. I Am Small, And People Were Smaller In Those Times. I'm Pale And Sickly-looking. I Look Fragile-like A Doll. But Sometimes I Just Wish I Had Less Of A Particular Look, One That Was More Versatile.

People Have Lots Of Misconceptions About Me. My Mum, Who Is Half French And Half Spanish, Gets Outraged When I'm Called Quintessentially English. I Owe My Looks To My Mum-which Was 90 Percent Of Getting My First Job. And, Some People Would Argue, 90 Percent Of My Entire Career.

Who Wants To Be Normal When You Can Be Unique?