No one ever came up to me and said: "You need to reshape your body, to lose weight, or to be more outgoing, or less outgoing". We were just allowed to be us, and I think at the end of the day, isn't that the whole point of being a human being? To be allowed to be yourself, to be accepted the way you are?
So many times I've wanted to crack up, standing there stiff while seven women are crawling round my toes fixing hems and the designer's having a freak-out because the denim cuffs are crooked. I'm on the verge of hysteria.