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

I lived the stuff that Jackie Collins writes about.

I'm keeping my acerbic wit completely fueled.

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 wish I'd gotten sober at a younger age.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

If you think I'm over-the-top, I am.

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

Follow sound business trends, not fashion trends.

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

I'm addicted to cosmetic surgery!

I borrow bits from everyone.

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

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

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

Everyone steals from something or someone.

I can wrap my legs around my neck.

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

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.

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

I was shaped by my mistakes.

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.

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

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

I'm aiming to become the white Oprah.

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!

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

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

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

Without gay men, I am nothing.

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

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

I have a very vivid imagination.

Aside from my modelling, by the early Nineties I was also starting to work as a photographer, which I loved.

Back in the day I was doing runway, editorial, advertising, spokesmodeling, and public appearances. Those are five different categories.

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

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

I can only speak from my own personal experience, being behind the camera and in front of it, but every magazine cover you see is completely airbrushed.

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

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

I have to make sure I exercise and that the ingredients that go into my body are completely organic.

I hike and make sure everything I eat is organic.