I was having panic attacks. I didn't want to live that way anymore. I was in love and I wanted it to work. I was tired of travelling, tired of the whole scene, just tired. I sat around. I was lazy. I wanted a routine, and I wanted to wake up in the same bed every day, and I got my wish.

I got so sick of my face and the flaws.

I have to get off the Internet. It's so unhealthy for me. I do see what they post about me, and it's not always positive. They're mean - though there are some lovely ones. I'm so tempted to post something, but I haven't done it yet.

I had no illusions that my career would be any longer than three years tops.

I think I will always have a place. I don't think I have to rule or reign but there's a place for me.

I'm part of a team that raises millions of dollars and raises awareness of HIV and AIDS all over the world.

I like glamour. Not afraid of it.