I'm a former bulimic myself and it's a horrible, horrible addiction.

Hey, I fool the camera. I'm a liar, a magician.

The idea of the extreme makeover is disturbing.

I became a cover girl and an editorial model, and then I became a runway model.

I'm not a good person to have as an enemy; say nice things about me.

As the saying goes, I want to be the best-looking corpse there is.

I'm aiming to become the white Oprah.

Follow sound business trends, not fashion trends.

Money is like hormones. It's just how you feel on any given day.

What's my motto when it comes to money? Don't put so much emphasis on it!

My first job was for a blue jean company as a sitting model. I posed for 15 minutes and made $50. It was 1976.

I'm addicted to cosmetic surgery!

Every six months I fly to Dallas to get botox and I also get collagen injections.

I grew up in an abusive home and was told on a daily basis by my father that I would never amount to anything and that I looked like a boy.

But as a young model, I never felt as beautiful as I looked.

I've been on the cover of every magazine in the world.

I lived the stuff that Jackie Collins writes about.

I'm keeping my acerbic wit completely fueled.

I was shaped by my mistakes.

Beauty opened all the doors; it got me things I didn't even know I wanted, and things I certainly didn't deserve.

I have to wake up and drink chamomile tea to slow down.

I borrow bits from everyone.

Everyone steals from something or someone.

I have a very vivid imagination.

I'm able to move like no one else you've ever seen in front of a camera.

I grew up studying ballet; I grew up honing my craft.

I was lusted after walking down the streets of New York.

I can wrap my legs around my neck.

I wish I'd gotten sober at a younger age.

I've been the queen of dysfunction and made every mistake one can make.

Self-help books are for the birds. Self-help groups are where it's at.

Mothers don't let your daughters grow up to be models unless you're present.

I was hot and I knew it and it went to my head.

In my day, I, being the first supermodel, I hawked everything.

Celebrity is hawking make-up, cars, everything; it's shifted.

I had to fight like hell to convince people I was beautiful in my own Polish half-breed way.

Without gay men, I am nothing.

And I will never, ever respond to anybody - man, woman, vegetable, or mineral - who tells me to keep my mouth shut.

I got a book deal without even turning in one shred of a writing sample.

I don't know why in society when a woman demands perfection she is called crazy.

People identify with me - everyone does - African American women, Caucasian women, they all identify with me because I'm ethnic.

But you see, that's the gilded prison of fashion. We're riding in private jets, and meantime I was so incredibly, painfully sad and lonely.

I have been shaped by my mistakes and disappointments - just as I have been shaped by my successes.

I find the light and work it, work it, work it.

Photo shoots for underage girls are like letting an ant walk around with honey.

Phil Spector is probably a better date than Roman Polanski.

The industry has died as far as modeling has gone, and I'll tell you why. Magazines are featuring the Halle Berrys and Sarah Jessica Parkers, all the actresses. Makeup companies are featuring all the celebrities. All the models have died.

I'm a guy who is a little bit complicated and is a little bit in his own head and is not the most free-spirited, fun-loving kind of guy.

Improvisation, for me, is when the cameras start rolling, we don't know where we're going and let's just waste people's time and money.

As an actor, you get hired for what you last did. And I guess it just becomes your choice or obligation to do different things.