I end up doing selfies 'cause I am so sad.
I don't like people around me sad. I like making people happy.
I love singing just for my own benefit.
I used to love dogs until I discovered cats.
I love accessories. I'm a girl. I love shoes. I love handbags.
I want to do television, film, music and designing. I want to do it all!
Music is extremely important to have on photo shoots - it brings the mood.
Waking up with a bad head in the morning is difficult sometimes.
Sometimes, I sit down to sketch at the unearthly hour of 3 in the morning!
When I was little, I was such a tomboy - I loved a baggy T-shirt and leggings.
I would have never thought that I'd be doing Chanel.
This sounds really lame, but I'm pretty proud of my feet.
I've gotten so many compliments for having nice feet.
I have never worn dresses by grands couturiers.
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