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I'm addicted to cosmetic surgery!

Whatever it takes to make an individual feel better, I'm all for it.

I was Versace's muse, I was Valentino's muse, I was Alaia's muse, Lancetti's muse, Calvin Klein's, Halston's. I could go on and on.

Aside from my modelling, by the early Nineties I was also starting to work as a photographer, which I loved.

If you think I'm over-the-top, I am.

I got a book deal without even turning in one shred of a writing sample.

Without gay men, I am nothing.

I had to fight like hell to convince people I was beautiful in my own Polish half-breed way.

In my day, I, being the first supermodel, I hawked everything.

I was hot and I knew it and it went to my head.

Janice Dickinson