I think it's easy for people to assume that fame is equal to glory, but it can be a very isolating experience.

It's no secret - if you know me, have ever met me or have shared a meal with me - that I'm a passionate environmentalist.

Fashion is in my blood. Growing up, I was always clacking around the house in my mother's shoes.

When you realize who the good people are in your life, you're so lucky.

I don't care what the press is about a person that I'm working with. I care about how they come to work every day. I don't care who broke up with who or who is sleeping with who or who went out where. I don't care what you do with your personal life. It's when people take their personal lives into a space where it affects their performance at work, that's when I would stop taking someone seriously.

Why do people think that it's appropriate to talk to me about my body? Why do men think it's appropriate to literally write comments that not only I will see but that the world will see about my breast size, the clothes I should be taking off, the kinds of things they want to see more of on Instagram, which all refer to my body. And that's not even getting into the threats of violence. And they come every day. They come every day. And it's wild to me that people think this stuff is appropriate.

Life throws some curveballs at you and you go where it takes you.