I'm crass, contemptuous and crude, obstreperous, obnoxious, rambunctiously raw and rude.
There is something bigger than fact: the underlying spirit, all it stands for, the mood, the vastness, the wildness.
Sometimes when I flick through a magazine and see these thin models I'm left wondering what effect they can have on an insecure person. But I say to girls: forget what you see in the magazines, that is a world which has nothing to do with reality; think of it as a cartoon.