My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and sadness for me. I was practically devastated beyond recovery.

I suffered from post-natal depression after Rowan was born. I had a healthy, beautiful baby girl and I couldn't look at her. I couldn't hold her, smile at her. All I wanted was to disappear and die.

It's nice, it gives you a feeling of security so that if something breaks we know we can always call a guy over and he'll bring a drill or something.

Guys think that if a girl is pretty, she's automatically going to say no. Most of the guy's I've gone out with, I've had to make it completely obvious that I'd like them to ask me out. Or, I've had to ask them.

My younger years of modeling were really just filled with fun trips. I was doing catalogues for Alexander's and Bloomingdale's.

I took my work seriously, but not as a craft. More as a life.

Smoking kills. If you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life.