Let's face it, fashion was destroyed by HIV. People would just die like flies in the eighties. Then, my brother died of HIV, so I was shaken by it in a way that you cannot imagine. It has sadly been in my life ever since and affected it for such a long time. It won't let go. To me, it's a fight that's not finished. Of course, there are medicines that help, but half the world has no access to them.

Public people are definitely captives. It wasn't really my ambition, but that's what happened. If I could find another word that would be more precise, I'd tell that I'm captive of my need for acknowledgement. People ask me, "Isn't it terrible to be famous?" Not for me! I sort of need it. To be honest, I always enjoyed it. It's as if it gave me some structure. It's as if I needed someone else's eyes to look at myself.

My dream life is just to go back to my job full-time. And be with my family. You know, regular dreams, common dreams that everyone has.

I hoped that, you know, France wouldn't mind about, you know, the wife of their president to having a job.

I find that talking about myself is often the most boring thing in the world. Sixty per cent of interviews I find mechanical.

It's always astounded me to have succeeded at having kids. It's crazy!

We don't need to be feminist in my generation.