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This sounds really lame, but I'm pretty proud of my feet.

My feet are not a good part of my body. They definitely have suffered for my art. They're, like, all bunions and blisters.

I've slipped enough times over the years to know the peril of a too-smooth sole, so every time I buy a new pair, I take a pair of scissors or a piece of sandpaper to the bottoms to roughen them up. In my catwalk days, I even used to spit on the soles of shoes before I ventured down the runway.

I've worn stilettos since I was 12, so I have abused my feet to the point of no return.

One time I semi-wrecked my uncle's truck. He told me to back it up into a ditch, but my foot slipped and I gunned it a little too much. But now I use one foot, and I do not run into stuff - at least I try not to.

I was wearing corn plasters above and below my toes and taping my ankles twice.

I played with a fracture in my foot for seven months without knowing it.

I was told once if I kept breaking things on my legs, that I wasn't going to be able to walk soon, you know? I wanted to be a pro skateboarder, but it was too hard. I was trying, but it wasn't going to happen.

I know I will never wear sandals now anywhere. I got in a fight in the back of a grocery store when I was really young, like 14 or something. And I remember my feet were so torn up afterwards because I lost my sandals in the middle of the fight. My toenail was missing. It just sucked.

What's the nastiest injury I've sustained? Just a frostbitten toe... but thankfully it's still intact.