It was very painful combing my hair. My grand-uncle was a Pentecostal bishop, and he was very strict: our hair couldn't be permed or straightened. So I just cut it all off.

When you start in that [model] business the rules are imposed upon you, but when you stay in the business long enough the rules could be broken.

Now when I enter a carriage, it almost empties. But there's always one brave enough to stay.

Whatever; bling always has something to hide.

I can look at a fur and tell if it's good or not.

When you become such a strong personality in music, it's hard for people to accept you as a different character.

To be honest, my life is not really as way-out and myth-loaded as people like to portray it.