Yes, I can speak a bit and I can read and write in Russian. I learned it from my grandmother who raised me with all the Russian fairytales.

I think when I became a grandmother my life changed a lot, and I think I changed personally.

I hate people who over intellectualize. It bores me deeply.

I love if someone invites me to a restaurant, so I don't know if that's a feminist.

Fashion's about extravagance, and everyone needs a bit of that.

Becoming a grandmother brought me back to the things I forgot to love. Nature. Playing. Seeing animals. A new way of looking. A rejuvenation. A cycle of life - things come back to you. The details.