My Daughter, Lila, Is My Style Critic.

Dressing Is Like Modelling - You Can Constantly Adapt.

There Was A Point When It All Really Took Off And Got Quite Overwhelming, Even Though I Didn't Realize It.

I Was 14 When I Started Modeling. At The End Of That First Day My Mum Said, 'if You Want To Do This, You're On Your Own Because I'm Not Traipsing Around London Ever Again Like That. It's A Nightmare.'

Yeah, I Like Clothes, But I Hardly Ever Go Shopping. Hardly Ever!

Once I Was Walking From The Mercer In New York - Because Otherwise I Don't Walk Anywhere - And This Woman Paparazzo Who Was Following Me Fell Over A Fire Hydrant And Her Whole Tooth Went Through Her Lip. I Leant Over Her, Saying, 'are You All Right?' And She Was Still Taking Pictures.