Chic is the character my family least likes to see me as. It is the most uncomfortable make-up. The beard is vile. It`s made of yak hair and itches horribly.
You become so encapsulated in this world of being a star. People listen to what you say, you have this voice, it becomes unreal and you become far removed from the people you came from.
There are different types of love, and my love for my child is like me and my mum. We`ve gone through a lot of rocky patches, but we never stop loving.