It doesn't matter if I don't succeed in something, what matters is that I learn from my mistakes.

I always looked for a man to rescue me and bring me happiness. I bought into that myth, of course, and looked for my own Prince Charming.

I wanted to be able to go shopping without people looking to see if I really was one of the world's 10 most beautiful women. I longed to be myself.

It doesn't matter if I don't succeed in something, what matters is that I learn from my mistakes.

The trouble with plastic surgery is that after 10 years, gravity wins out and you have to have another one in a year or so.

I'm not obsessed by how I look or with being reed thin, but I do think that as a woman in my 50s, I have 40 years ahead. Looking after yourself goes hand in hand with looking good.

I no longer need to be someone's wife. I'm doing okay as I am.