I was brought up in a household of chaos and I never felt stable at home.

You can never be too perfect, too thin, too curvy. I'm very confident and happy with my body.

When I first came out there was no such thing as Twitter or Facebook. And the blogs! Like, what is that?

I have those days where I'm PMSing and bloated.

My mom brought me up to believe that my talent is a gift and a blessing.

I feel like I've been locked up tight for a century, waiting for someone to release me.

When you're seventeen years old, green and inexperienced, you're grateful for any guidance and direction you can get.