God Help Anyone Who Disobeys My Recycling

I Eat Super Healthy And I'm Super Fit. I Dabble In Every Type Of Fitness. I Have A Trainer And I Go To The Gym. I Do Yoga As Well.

I Have To Hit The Gym. I Have Beauty Appointments. I Have To Work Toward My Next Job And Maintaining My Image, Just Like An Athlete.

I Have This Great Fear Of People - Not When I'm On The Runway, But Backstage. In A Room Full Of People, I Really Suffer. I Sort Of Go Into A Tunnel And I Feel Very Removed. I Get So Tense, I Can't Swallow, And My Heartbeat Goes Way Up. It Still Happens Now, Although I'm Better At Controlling It.

We Have This Saying, Christy And I. We Don't Wake Up For Less Than $10,000 A Day.

All I Want To Do Is Model. The Reason I'm Coming Back Is For The Same Reasons That I Became A Model Initially. It's About The Clothes And The Creation Of Great Pictures. I Thought I Was Old And That I Earned My Retirement, And Enough! It's Not Enough. I Want More. And I'm Lucky That I Still Have That Option.