I learned from a very young age that if I pursued the things that truly excited me, that they would reward in more important ways, like happiness.

I always wanted to be a designer. I read books on fashion from the age of 12.

When I was a little kid I used to play with guys twice my age, so, I was the last one picked, so if I picked I knew that I had to get the ball to the scorer if I wanted to stay on the court, so that was pretty much my job.

We have become a society that can't self-correct, that can't address its obvious problems, that can't pull out of its nosedive. And so to our list of disasters let us add this fourth entry: we have entered an age of folly that - for all our Facebooking and the twittling tweedle-dee-tweets of the twitterati - we can't wake up from.

The divine right of husbands, like the divine right of kings, may, it is hoped, in this enlightened age, be contested without danger.