Though my parents assured me over and over again that I wasn't stupid or slow, I sensed that my dyslexia was now a stigma on all of us.

Anorexia was there for me before I got into modeling, but because of the arena and the demands, the disease really got out of control for me. It's like being an alcoholic and going and being a bartender.

I was born in 1968, just eighteen months after my sister Chrisse and just one year after Dad passed the bar exam.

I believe that as women, we must commit ourselves to sustaining the progress made by our foremothers who fought so hard for women's equality and liberation.

You have to find a balance with food in your life - you can't take out food. It can be absolutely terrifying.

I've learned to surround myself with women who lift me up and leave me feeling nurtured rather than drained.

Just because you're a different size doesn't mean you're sitting on the couch eating bonbons all day long watching TV.