I Won't Get Out Of Bed For

I Love Everything About Fashion. I Even Love The Fittings And Watching It Evolve From A Pattern To A Muslin To The Final Product.

I Had No Illusions That My Career Would Be Any Longer Than Three Years Tops.

In Photos, I Don't Know Who The Real Me Is - It's All Pretend, Just Pretend. There's Not Much Of Myself In My Work. If I'm Looking In The Mirror And I'm Working, I'm Looking At My Make-up And My Hair. It's Not The Same As Looking At Myself.

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.

One Of My First Jobs Was In Italy And That's Where I Saw Cocaine For The First Time. There Was A Murder In Our Group That Weekend. I Decided Then And There That I Would Never Do Drugs. I Have Anxiety Attacks, So There's No Way I Could Do Them.