Seems like I'm in a dream. Prince dead at 57. There are no words to describe this loss.
I'm very lucky in that I have a good cosmetic surgeon.
Have you seen U2's live show? It's boring as hell. It's like watching CNN.
I didn't even think of my breasts in a nostalgic way, I just wanted to be able to live my life without that fear all the time. It's not 'pity me', it's a decision I made that's got rid of this weight that I was carrying around.
Britain has the IRA and no one cancels concerts there.
I like to be honest, and after all these years I can't be bothered being politically correct.