I am a complete sentimentalist when it comes to clothes. I have so many memories attached to them that I can't throw anything out.

I love clothes but I have spent so much of my professional life creating an image of one kind or another that it is nice not to care about it in life and let your skin breathe.

If your heart is in love, you can do anything.

Whatever age you think I am, you're probably right.

I don't have famous neighbours and if I did, I'd avoid them. I don't live the jet-set.

I do sometimes strongly hope that in a past life, my most recent life before this, I was absolutely horrible, evil, hideous. Because otherwise - well, hell, to even things up next time around, I'm going to have to pay for this one, am I not?