I Like Glamour. Not Afraid Of It.

All I Want To Do Is Model. The Reason I'm Coming Back Is For The Same Reasons That I Became A Model Initially. It's About The Clothes And The Creation Of Great Pictures. I Thought I Was Old And That I Earned My Retirement, And Enough! It's Not Enough. I Want More. And I'm Lucky That I Still Have That Option.

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.

If They Had Nautilus On The Concorde, I Would Work Out All The Time.

I Can Do Anything You Want Me To Do So Long As I Dont Have To Speak

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.