I think there's a lot projected on beautiful women, period. At least, maybe this is just my fear, but I do sometimes feel dismissed before I've even been allowed to participate. I have moments of feeling really wounded. But I am pretty optimistic, and I do enjoy a lot of my life.

I've recently started composting in my apartment, which is quite an adventure.

I was too thin. I was working all the time, not eating at home. Spaghetti bolognese on planes. Ugh. Now most of my meals I cook for myself with organic ingredients.

Nobody responds to being made to feel judged.

I find myself dreaming of doing normal things - like staying home and washing dishes.

You don't have to live in the country and grow your own food to be green.

It's become more and more of a priority for me to tread as lightly as possible in the world.