My dream is to have a beautiful old house in Monaco.

As a model, it's a gypsy kind of life: living in hotels, working all the time and ordering room service instead of cooking for yourself. There's absolutely no nest-building.

My mother's a secretary; my father's an electrician in a mining company.

Because beauty isn't enough, there must be something more.

For me, it's a compliment to be compared with Marilyn, the unforgettable actress, the most beautiful one of all. But, curves aside, we have very little in common.

We're constantly buying airplane tickets; we travel on the Concorde.

I put my money in the bank: I have to think of life after modeling, when I'm not famous any more.