I was a dumpy teenager. My mum was a model and was all about looks, so I rebelled by going goth. It took me years of peeling back the onion to finally stop using make-up as a mask and feel comfortable in my skin.
I call it the ‘doll house,’ … It’s absolutely gorgeous, especially at this time of year. It’s a crisp sky and, you know, if we wake up on a clear morning, and then I take little Norm out for a walk, have a little coffee on the deck.
There was the period where I wanted to be a therapist, if the acting thing didn’t work. That was pretty much it. I don’t know why. I was just always the girl that people would come and talk to about their problems.
