My mother isn't particularly vain. Growing up with a parent who put emphasis on personality over looks was important.

My dad cut my hair once - I wanted a bob and he gave me a bowl cut. That was a tough few years.

I think it's about time people stopped judging women on their appearance and more on their intellect. Like you can appreciate my style without having to appreciate my weight. It's not actually mutually exclusive. I just get frustrated because just because I exist in this shape doesn't mean that I'm like advocating it.

The idea of giving someone something that I got, that makes me feel sad.

On the same Australian trip, I brought back a pair [of Ugg] for my then boyfriend who was a photographer. He wore them all the time. He used to wear them with Levis twisted jeans and a vintage T-shirt. This is 2002. They looked great on him. I guess it takes a certain kind of man to pull them off but they have other ones that are less typical of this, I think.

I think as I get older that's an area that I'd like to explore more. Going from being in front of the lens to behind it.

I think Maje typifies that French vibe where it's simple items that are very practical, very wearable but also like incredibly chic and expensive-looking.