When I'm out with a group I hide in the corner and get legless. I just make sure my friends shield me.
I'm really starting to think everything happens for a reason.
All I say is that I don't go out with famous men.
I'm based in London now. I'm renting an apartment, making my own little home. It's great because I am around people all the time and I need my own space to get away from it all.
But I'm not crazy about the designers like Prada and Gucci. I hate going into designer stores.
I loved being behind the scenes and finding out how they make movies.
I'm very picky, and I'm never 100% happy with the work I do; I hate watching myself and hearing my voice.
But I've had to act and not depend on my voice so much.
People watch me, waiting for me to slip up, so my privacy has gone - but that's a price you pay.