I'd known since about eleven that I wanted to live in America.
I think everyone still thinks I'm 13.
What my day is like depends on where I am.
I've always wanted to break the stereotype of being a model.
I can't analyse my appeal. If I did, I'd be in a straitjacket.
I have always dreamed of bringing an exhibit of Mark Rothko to Moscow.
I had a happy childhood: extremely outdoorsy and independent.
I haven't spent years in fashion making friends and making enemies.
I'm quite disappointed that I'll never relive my teenage years.
I always find Victoria's Secret models a bit weird.
My style is simple, kinda girly, but with a bit of an edge.
Being yourself is very sexy, you know?
I can't even sleep in. My body won't let me.
Six months later I was in Paris. I was 16, and it all started to happen.
My mother's a secretary; my father's an electrician in a mining company.
The Sandinista revolution was without any question a popular insurrection.
I eat healthy and stay active and drink plenty of water.
I wear high heels for long legs.
When I left school, I went backpacking around the world for two years.
It's really intimidating to go on the beach in a bikini.
Like any woman, I worry about my body.
