I was anorexic. I was in hell. Now I eat what I want, and I'm still a model. So you see, it works.

The girls everyone considers the "prettiest" are not always the most interesting or ambitious people.

I have made a choice to listen to myself even if everyone in the entire world doesn't agree with what I think. I know me, at the end of the day and I know what I can handle emotionally and what I can handle physically.

Too many of us feel that we have to be perfect, in order to be loved.

I have no problem with plus-size term because it kind of saved my life; however I don't love that we have to give each other titles. I don't think that there's any reason I should be any different than a size two girl. But I'm not embarrassed of that term. I'm lucky that I have a place where I can model and be healthy.

Looking back, it didn't even occur to me that model was a job. I wanted to go into astronomy or to be a lawyer, which is really funny because I would absolutely not be a lawyer in any way now. But I still like astronomy.

Besides being a model, I'm a human and a woman.