I feel like we were the last generation, and there's this big divide before and after the 1990s. I feel sorry for the kids today. It's all too much.

I bought a pair of Birkenstocks today - let's be real. I wanted a chunky sandal that was functional. That should tell you where I am at as far as fashion.

I do a dance-based cardio workout infused with circuit training, and emphasizing strength and alignment.

I'm single, so I'm trying to do an overall overhaul. The look I'm going for is very '80s supermodel. It's time to be sexy.

I'm a sucker for packaging!

As of late, I am more of a homebody. I like having people over. You can smoke in the apartment. I'm just not into going out so much. The crowd is getting younger and younger.

New York is so diverse. When you're on the street or in the subway, you're experiencing more of the diversity of New York.

Fashion embraces the weirdos. They're into that. There are always young people that people in fashion are interested in. You know, youth and vitality and energy - it brings something different.

It's like you always have to put on a happy face, be the phony baloney, and I'm so not that. I never was that; I'll never be that. That is part of the business that I don't like.

I'm more conservative with make-up. My everyday look is a bit of concealer with lots and lots of mascara.

I definitely spend the most money on shoes, partly because vintage footwear can be a little funky - in a bad way. I like to keep things pretty simple up top and then go weird with the shoes.

If Paul Revere had been a modern day citizen, he wouldn't have ridden down Main Street. He would have tweeted.

Jesus, I am sorry.

I thought Beauty and the Beast were two people, not one.

It was hard for me to find my voice because I was, for so long, absorbed in my own world.

The brightest star on a cloudless night Some kind of miracle, almost empty sky... Just as the bite of the blade wakes the absent mind There's time to dream and there's time to open your eyes

The last to be overcome is death, and the knowledge of life is the knowledge of death.

GIVE ME YOUR REASON TO BELIeVE

How glad the heathens would have been, That worship idols, wood and stone, If they the book God had seen.

If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than it was because he was he, and I was I.

I have a study now - I used not to. I also love working in cafes; ignoring noise is good for concentration.