I Have A Very Vivid Imagination.

I Was Versace's Muse, I Was Valentino's Muse, I Was Alaia's Muse, Lancetti's Muse, Calvin Klein's, Halston's. I Could Go On And On.

But You See, That's The Gilded Prison Of Fashion. We're Riding In Private Jets, And Meantime I Was So Incredibly, Painfully Sad And Lonely.

I Have To Wake Up And Drink Chamomile Tea To Slow Down.

But As A Young Model, I Never Felt As Beautiful As I Looked.

I Have To Make Sure I Exercise And That The Ingredients That Go Into My Body Are Completely Organic.