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 want to live my life in a way that when I get really old, I look back at my life and say: aaah I lived it, not survived it.

I've been blamed for everything, from smoking to heroin to anorexia.

All of a sudden to get all of this attention, and to be away from home and working all the time was hard. I was on planes all the time. I didn't see my friends. I cried a lot. It was quite terrifying.

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

Actors do like watching girls parade down the runway for some reason.

It's often only other people who notice you have a signature style. I don't think I've got one, though other people tell me I do.