You'll never see me in the front row of a fashion show. I'm uninterested in it; I find it trivial and banal and boring.

I have a rule: Pretend you're going on a trip for two weeks, and pull what you'd wear on that two-week trip, and get rid of everything else.

I'm not a prophet. I'm not a teacher. I have no degrees. My degree is from the University of Life.

Without my women friends, I wouldn't know anything. They've been my teachers and my mothers. My mother was a wonderful person, but she didn't give me a lot of the stuff I needed to advance myself as an adult woman. I have a really strong group of girlfriends, and we share a lot with one another - the complications of raising children, marriages, personal and physical struggles.

All the work built my fame and certainly made me more money, but the toll it took in my home was not good.

Now all of a sudden I'm so less interested in pretending to be a lot of other people, and much more interested in being me.

I want to be older. I actually think there's an incredible amount of self-knowledge that comes with getting older. I feel way better now than I did when I was 20. I'm stronger, I'm smarter in every way, I'm so much less crazy than I was then.