I Wish I'd Gotten Sober At A

Money Is Like Hormones. It's Just How You Feel On Any Given Day.

I Got A Book Deal Without Even Turning In One Shred Of A Writing Sample.

I Was Versace's Muse, I Was Valentino's Muse, I Was Alaia's Muse, Lancetti's Muse, Calvin Klein's, Halston's. I Could Go On And On.

But You See, That's The Gilded Prison Of Fashion. We're Riding In Private Jets, And Meantime I Was So Incredibly, Painfully Sad And Lonely.

The Past Explains How I Got Here, But The Future Is Up To Me -and I Love To Live Life At Full Throttle.