I have a problem keeping my mouth shut. I usually speak my mind. I'm trying to learn my lesson.

It just seemed so odd as people had never commented on my body before. Every woman obsesses over her figure, but I was happy, I felt sexy, I never thought about it. I know this sounds naive, but I honestly never expected this kind of attention.

It's hard to top what you see in the film, they were just such a great group of people to work with and we all hung out in between scenes and I got to know everybody a little bit.

I was a goth girl in high school. Perhaps the powdered white face and the black lipstick were not the most attractive. I felt fabulous at the time but looking back, uh, probably not the best idea.

I'm not quite at the point where I feel the need to wear disguises in public.

If my legs are showing, the makeup artist adds a tiny amount of foundation to body lotion and rubs it in.

I guess my mom raised me right. She was very celebratory of her body. I never heard her once say, "I feel fat." Back when I was modeling, the first time I went to Italy I was having cappuccinos every day, and I gained 15 pounds. And I felt gorgeous! I would take my clothes off in front of the mirror and be like, "Oh, I look like a woman." And I felt beautiful, and I never tried to lose it, 'cause I loved it.