It Took Me Ages To

The Thing About The Oscars Is Real Life Doesn't Stop. You Have To Get Back To Planet Earth The Following Morning. The Rubbish Needs Taking Out. The Kids Will Be Crying. They'll Need Feeding. Kids Do Not Care Whether You've Been To The Oscars!

I Had Never Had Any Experience Of Autism Before And I Would Come Home And Look At My Son, Billy, Who Is Now Two, And Be Absolutely Paranoid, Particularly Because He Loves Thomas The Tank Engine, And Lots Of Autys Love Thomas. But He Is Not Very Good At Pointing, And Autistic Children Absolutely Love Pointing.

It Took Me So Many Years To Move Out. I'm Definitely A Bit Of A Peter Pan, Reluctant To Grow Up. It All Seemed Really Nice At Home-why Change It? Part Of Me Would Prefer Not To Have Any Responsibility Whatsoever.

I Think I've Still Got A Bit Of A Sado-masochistic Streak In Me, Because If I'm Not Going To Be Restricted By Corsets And Covered In Lace, Then I Still Wind Up Wearing An Ape-mask Over My Face. I Do Wonder How I Get Myself In These Situations!

Sometimes I Get It Right And I Sometimes I Get It Wrong. But Fashion Is All About Having Fun. I Think Fashion Has Been Hijacked By The Fashion Industry Creating Rules On What One Should Wear And I Feel Like Breaking The Mold And Seeing That The World Won’t Crumble.