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 think fashion in motion is going to happen. I think that's the way things are going, but there are people who will still want to see a picture and to be able to hold it.

I was never anorexic, so I was never that skinny. I was never bony-bony. But I remember thinking, I don't want to be this skinny.

I got tired of feeling like Dracula. I wanted to see some daylight, and not just at six o’clock in the morning.

They portray me as all these crazy things and I'm so not like that. I don't have entourages, I'm as normal as you can get in this lifestyle.

I always have this fear that one day you are going to discover that I'm not as great as you once thought I was. Nothing feels as good as skinny feels.

My daughter, Lila, is my style critic. She'll say, "No, Mummy, you can't wear that." She's very good. I do trust her instinct.