Now my body is really womanly - a little too much so. It's something I can fall back on. When I don't know what else to do, I stick my chest out.

I’m not going to let my insecurities keep me from having a good time. I think that if you don’t loose your self-consciousness, you can’t really be present in a situation. For example, if you’re at The Louvre, but you’re thinking about how much you hate your jeans, you’re not really at The Louvre. So in your memory, when you look back, you’re always going to be like, “I was wearing those jeans I hated”. And you’re not going to remember anything else.

Cath wanted to go back and rewrite every scene she'd ever written about Baz or Simon's chests. She'd written them flat and sharp and hard. Levi was all soft motion and breath, curves and warm hollows. Levi's chest was a living thing.

Naturally, my body language changes given whatever environment I'm in.

Fashion is killing women's body image of themselves.

I'm a curvy girl, and I'm a real girl.