I Try To Keep My Private Life

I Love Being Able To Go To A Store, Let's Say... A Store Like Topshop Or Zara Or Maybe Even Macy's, Depends On What Department, And Not Have To Look At The Price Tag.

I've Made Millions Of Dollars With The Body I Have, So Where's The Pain In That? If I Was In Pain, I Would Have Dieted. The Pain Is Not There - The Pain Is Someone Printing A Picture Of Me And Saying Those Horrible Things.

I Went From Being Very Popular And The Head Of The Clique In The Sixth Grade To Having, Like, Kid Depression In The Seventh Grade. Not Leaving The House. Not Looking People In The Eye... My Body Made Me Feel Bad At Everything.

Models Now Need To Promote Themselves, Think Like Businesswomen And Diversify Their Careers By Doing Other Things. Chances Are Very Slim That A Mere Model Will Become A Household Name Today.

I Don't Know What To Do With My Arms. It Just Makes Me Feel Weird And I Feel Like People Are Looking At Me And That Makes Me Nervous.