It was kind of boring for me to have to eat. I would know that I had to, and I would.

Once I was walking from The Mercer in New York - because otherwise I don't walk anywhere - and this woman paparazzo who was following me fell over a fire hydrant and her whole tooth went through her lip. I leant over her, saying, 'Are you all right?' and she was still taking pictures.

I wanted it to be kind of dreamy and 1920s, when everything is soft-focus.

Most of the time I dress depending on my mood. I just throw on whatever I feel like wearing at the time, which tends to come from the palette of black, grey or red.

Jam! I love my jam. I've just had a batch of it come through, I've been making it.

I kind of lost interest in school. I was never really that interested anyway. I was never academic. I didn't really go to school as much as I should have.

That picture of me running down the beach - I'll never forget doing that, because I made the hairdresser, who was the only man on the shoot, turn his back.