My number-one theory in life is that style is proportional to your lack of resources - the less you have, the more stylish you're likely to be.

When I moved out of my mom's house at 18 I was almost as sad to leave her sewing machine behind as anything else.

You know, either I'm too fat or I'm flavour of the month. I don't feel either, but maybe I'm both, who knows?

I shave my body in all kinds of ways, wear tons of eyeliner and dye my hair pink.

I've had people ask me in interviews what it's like to have money, but that's not how it is. I have a middle-class life. I have a room in London but not a house, nor a BMW.

I don't have a good attention span and can't spend long in record stores or video shops or games emporiums without getting grumpy.

I love Adele so much and it's honestly not because we're both big.