I do have bad hair days. If I fall asleep with it slightly damp, I wake up and it'll all be piled up on top in a mess.

I used to have a pony but I outgrew it and I do dream that one day I will live in the country and have lots of horses and be like a proper English lady who goes hunting and everything.

Even when my parents were together, they both had to travel and work, and it wasn't like they had nine-to-five jobs. In that way, it wasn't a normal family life.

My dad has more sparkly stuff than most men.

My dad's not a very intimidating father figure.

Music creates a certain mood and then people dress accordingly. I think it's all quite closely intertwined.

Who wants those gleaming white cosmetically enhanced American teeth?