I don't ever want to stop learning. And I really want to learn French fluently. It would be great to go and live in France.

I get to work with great photographers, wear lovely clothes, be part of the creative process.

My father taught me how to draw horses - for this I shall be eternally grateful.

At school, a careers adviser asked me what I wanted to be, and I said 'fashion journalist,' so writing for 'Vogue' has provided me with the opportunity to fulfill a dream.

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

I hate online bullying. Those little comment boxes can brim with the most vicious, acidic, and pointless remarks.

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