I couldn't wait until I grew up. I used to look at my mom's stockings and put them on with her high heels and mess with my hair.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Fashion is in my blood. Growing up, I was always clacking around the house in my mother's shoes.
I was so dorky up until I was about 14 or 15 and started to get a little bit cooler, but I was a socks and sandals girl. I would wear big frilly socks with sandals and all the kids would tease me.
I'm obsessed with heels.
I like to get a rise out of my mom with what I wear - I always go for the tallest heels or something super trendy.
When I was really young, my mum used to make my clothes - I hated that. I liked the way boys dressed - I still do. I wanted to wear what they wore.
I like so much wearing heels, legs look so much better, everything looks better. But it's only recently I've had the courage to do that.
I was always trying on clothes, always really into fashion, ever since probably kindergarten.
When I was 7, I came up with the idea of 'charm socks.' My mom would take me to buy bags of plastic charms, we would sew them on frilly white socks, and I sold them at school.
Growing up, I had a terrible pudding-bowl haircut. I used to cut it myself, and I'd sew my own clothing, too. I looked a little strange compared to the other kids. But the thing was, I felt I looked amazing, so what other people thought never bothered me.
I used to sneak into my mother's closet and try to wear her lingerie to school.