What Was I Thinking? Fact Is I

I Think Of Myself Now As A Writer, Although I Wouldn't Go As Far As To Say 'novelist' Because That Sounds Like A Victorian Person.

What Was I Thinking? Fact Is I Wasn't Thinking. I Didn't Want To Think. I Wanted To Feel.

If I Had Been Around When Rubens Was Painting, I Would Have Been Revered As A Fabulous Model. Kate Moss? Well, She Would Have Been The Paintbrush.

In Actual Life I Am A Grumpy Old Bag.

For Me, Whatever Age Or Size I've Been, I Have Rather Liked Myself. The Shell Is Not The Thing At All.