The Media Paint Ugly Pictures About You.

I Feel There Are Two People Inside Me - Me And My Intuition. If I Go Against Her, She'll Screw Me Every Time, And If I Follow Her, We Get Along Quite Nicely.

I'm Not A Real Social Person, I'm Shy And A Lot Of The Business Is Just Social.

You'd Think With All The Magazines And The Covers And All The Sexy Stuff I've Done, That That's Hugely A Part Of Me. But Even Though I've Played Those Roles And I've Dressed Up And Been On The Covers Of These Things And Done This And That, It Is All Such Pretense. So I Just Thought, "i Can't Be One Of Those Girls. I Wear Bib Jeans. I Don't Wear Underwear Like That. I Don't Move In The World Like That." You Know, I'm More Bare-footed Rastafarian, Crazy.

Children Need To Grow Up And Make Their Own Decisions - How They Want To Pierce Their Bodies Or Do Whatever They Need To.

As A Child, I Was Very Shy. Painfully, Excruciatingly Shy. I Hid A Lot In My Room. I Was So Terrified To Read Out Loud In School That I Had To Have My Mother Ask My Reading Teacher Not To Call On Me In Class.