I would eat 300 calories a day - a lot of Jell-O and no-sugar everything, of course. I was doing Pilates, weight-training, circuit training; over lunch I would run on a treadmill in my dressing room with a fan on my face so I wouldn't sweat my makeup off.

I'm really attracted to strong women. Let me rephrase that, I'm really attracted to strong female characters.

People might find me attractive, but it's also my job to prove that I can be intelligent.

When I was anorexic it just seemed like I literally wanted to disappear. And now I would like to reappear.

She'd tell me how she'd handle the backhanded compliment by smiling and pretending she was receiving a genuine compliment all the while ignoring their attempt to be insulting. After all, it's the way an insult is received that makes it an insult. You can't really give offense unless someone takes it.

I justified it in so many ways. I had a very, very long and difficult struggle with my sexuality.

Just look at all the awards shows now. It has turned into a catwalk. You have to be wearing a certain designer, a certain dress, and everyone's critiquing.