I was getting a little bored with my hair. It's kind of a symbolic thing, just getting rid of the past, moving forward. It's amazing what a reaction you get when you cut your hair.

There's never going to be a great misunderstanding of me. I think I'm a little whacked.

I never wore a stich of make-up until I got to America. I lived in a world of fantasy it was made up of imaginary friends and make believe lovers. I was also teased a lot for being different because I was shy, solitary, distant and melancholic.

My hair was so much a part of my personality and all my photo shoots. I hid behind my hair. And then, I just decided I was okay with myself. To have short hair and really show my face is even more revealing than anything. It's a statement - not to everyone else, more to myself. I'm just ready to get out from behind my hair and be myself.

I have two homes in Malibu, a home in Canada that I'm building, and I just love pouring my heart out into this part of my life.

I feel... sexier, I think, with short hair. I feel like an alien!

Sometimes sex gets in the way of a relationship.