I don't want to be this skinny.

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.

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

I'll never forget that show season. It was completely mad. I was staying between Christy and Naomi's rooms and it was all limos and the Ritz Hotel and all that kind of business.

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

I'd go on the train to castings, changing from my school uniform on the train. I carried on like that for a few years, getting jobs in bits and pieces.

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.