When I did my first story for Italian Vogue for Franca Sozzani, she gave me something like 47 full pages, and I was like, That's all? I didn't know any better.

I walked exclusively on the sidewalks. I was a city girl. I've never been countrified.

I was always fascinated with people and places and seeing things I didn't know about.

I always had to fight. I still do, believe it or not. When I had to go backstage. Even in Paris, I remember Billie Blair - a great model at the time - had to sneak me in by telling people I was her hairdresser. But her hair was so short, practically shaved. I said, Couldn't you say I was your makeup artist?