We’ve had Audrey Hepburn, we’ve had Twiggy, we’ve had Veruschka, we’ve had Kate Moss. I’m trying to figure out why I am to blame for skinniness.

We’ve had Audrey Hepburn, we’ve had Twiggy, we’ve had Veruschka, we’ve had Kate Moss. I’m trying to figure out why I am to blame for skinniness.

It’s really unfair to working women in America who read celebrity news and think, ‘Why can’t I lose weight when I’ve had a baby?’ Well, everyone you’re reading about has money for a trainer and a chef. That doesn’t make it realistic.

As far as I can remember, every dime I ever had went to something extravagant. I would rather spend more, buy fewer items and have them forever.

I don’t think that people should wear dresses two sizes too small. I just think that sexiness is better left to the imagination. It’s just more tasteful.

Every other day there’s something – I’m dealing drugs, I’m starving people. I have never done a drug in my life.

When you look like you stepped out of a catalog, that’s never good. People shouldn’t succumb to trend, they should interpret trend.

Truthfully, I’ve never seen myself as being too thin. Sometimes I’ll look at photos and be like, ‘Oh, that’s not a good look.’ But generally speaking, I’m not too thin.

I did not have a van, or wear Birkenstocks and tie-dyes.

I’ve always been obsessed with style and glamor and if I want anyone to get anything out of my book, it’s how we can all have them in our lives.

I think that sexiness should be in the subtleties.

Sexiness should not be overt. Something shapeless that drapes across your hip, hangs off the shoulder; something that cowls in the front, drapes low in the back, that’s sexy.