I Love Vivienne Westwood. Her Work Is

With A Stretch Belt, Anything Can Be A Dress - A Dinner Napkin, A Tablecloth, Even A Towel. Just Wrap And Snap, And Away You Go In An Incredible Outfit. Another Plus Is That The Belt Will Pull All Eyes To Your Lovely Curves, And They Even Look Good Around A Coat Or A Jacket.

There Is No Rule In The Pink-triangle Guide To Coming Out That You Must Wear A Rainbow Flag Cap And Organise A Full Band Parade.

As A Kid, I Was Always Mad - Just Noticing The Women At Thanksgiving, Running Around The Kitchen, While The Men Were Watching Football. For One, I Don't Want To Cook, And For Two, I Hate Football. I Was Stuck In The Middle.

Reclaiming The Word Fat Was The Most Empowering Step In My Progress. I Stopped Using It For Insult Or Degradation And Instead Replaced It With Truth, Because The Truth Is That I Am Fat, And That's Ok. So Now When Someone Calls Me Fat, I Agree, Whereas Before I Would Get Embarrassed And Emotional.

Do I Ever Think Gossip Will Be Really Massive In America? No, I Don't Think It'll Happen - And That's Fine. It's Kind Of Nice Because I Get To Experience Everything At Once. I Get To Come Home And It Not Be Weird, Like In Paris Or Something. It Is Nice To Be Completely Anonymous.