I can’t concentrate in flats.
I am very career minded, and I think my personality is more suited to America. I am a working mother.
I take care of myself. I work out every day. I eat healthy. But I like to have fun too.
If you haven’t got it. Fake it! Too short? Wear big high heels, but do practice walking!
I dress sexily – but not in an obvious way. Sexy in a virginal way.
Some people aren’t satisfied that I’m a gay man in a woman’s body and swear that I’m secretly a real boy.
I read once that elegance is a privilege of age. I thought, that’s so true. You get more comfortable with yourself as you get older.
I can live with my own mistakes. I can’t live with anybody else’s.
I’ve always been a worker. I’ve never expected be given anything.
Just as I love women, I love gay men. I always say it: inside me there is a gay man who wants to come out.
I’ve been in the public eye for about 15 or 16 years and I’m very aware that fame is not a given. I have to maintain it. It’s not just something that will always be there.
I was never a natural. I got there in the end because I did believe that if you work hard enough, then you can achieve a lot.
Sometimes it’s frustrating if I’m out with the kids and have to deal with the paparazzi. That comes with it though. But it was fun becoming famous. I mean, I even wanted to one of the kids in FAME when I was growing up.
Most famous people get younger and younger. I sometimes ask myself that question: ‘How come I’m the only person who’s getting older?’
I was very obsessed. I mean, I could tell you the fat content and the calorie content in absolutely anything.