I hate birthdays. I hate birthday parties. I hate them. I don't know what it is, anybody's only got to come wafting near me with a piece of cake with a candle on and I break out in hives.

The only time I ever look good dancing is if I'm next to my dad at a wedding.

Being famous hasn't changed my perception of myself - I've just grown up.

I just don't crave junk food.

I don't feel any pressure to lose weight - and in any case, if I didn't have my food I'd be a nasty piece of work and wouldn't be able to function.