No one’s raising children any more. To love a child, you’ve got to work for it. You have to change its diapers and feed it at night!

I look at my first appointment book from 1965 and I get dizzy. I was constantly in a phone booth calling photographers.

We need a new religion.

I don’t spend much money on clothes; I never did.

No one’s raising children any more. To love a child, you’ve got to work for it. You have to change its diapers and feed it at night!

I became a specialist at comedic one-liners.

Lord knows, I never want to waste any more of my time in mirrors.

I discovered myself!

We have to be able to grow up. Our wrinkles are our medals of the passage of life. They are what we have been through and who we want to be.

There are plenty of beautiful girls who don’t photograph well.

I had 30-something years’ experience in modeling, which is rare.

In 1974, the modeling world changed. Jerry Ford and my lawyer negotiated the deal for the first exclusive contract in modeling history.

I was making $50 a week as a house model at Christian Dior for nine months before I learned that photographic models made $50 an hour!

When I went back to modeling, nobody knew how to deal with a 46-year-old model!

The last thing we need is yet another makeup company. Even I have a nervous breakdown when I go through the department store makeup floor.

Avedon wouldn’t let me put wax between my teeth like I usually did.

Eileen Ford wanted me to fix my nose and my teeth. I said, Sure, great, but I really had no intention to.

A lot of modeling is how much crap you can take.

Whatever tension is on set can end up on your face.

I’d like to be the first model who becomes a woman.

That’s the mistake women make – you shouldn’t see your makeup. We don’t want to look like we’ve made an effort.

I had always broken the rules.

I’m not part of the cultural elite. I’m a down-home girl. Always have been, always will be.