I think she was ready to go. Not to be kicked out. Go at the top. Undefeated.

Growing up during the Depression, we didn't have much, but we had each other, we had our friends, and that was pretty much all we needed. I was aware that some people had more, but those who did, shared.

I started painting my nails and started wearing some women's clothing, but that whole side of me always caused problems in my intimate relationships. There was a lot of shame attached to it. I'd talk to people I was dating about it but still feel ashamed.

When family and friends go to Everton, they tell me that there's a moment when I get the ball, and fans get to their feet in anticipation. There's so much at stake that people live under permanent pressure.

There was really no friendship in modeling, though a certain amount of warmth comes from running into models you know on shoots, because you end up in so many unfamiliar places, from Alaska to Africa.