Heart of Stone | YOU Magazine
She seems thinner, too. I remind her the last time we met she kept going, "I’m so fat! I’m so fat!" She laughs, lighting a roll-up.
"I am tall, that is why you think I’m slim," she says. "I am a 10 to 12, I think. I’m big. I’m not little, me, but it doesn’t matter," she says.
"People tell me all the time to go the gym." Blimey, I say. First of all, size 10 to 12 is not big, and second of all, who tells you to go to the gym? "Friends, boyfriends, everybody.
"It’s probably true, but what can I do? I know I’m not skinny, but it doesn’t matter. They say [and I assume she means her record company bosses] to get to another level you’ve got to look good, and I am like, 'I try.' I can only be me.
"Every girl wants to be pretty. I would love to look good. But there is no time to go to the gym, and when I do get time, I’d rather have a sleep." She genuinely seems not to care how she looks. "I don’t want to sell a record off of what I look like: it’s about the music, I don’t want to water it down. I never care about what I wear. I get loaned stuff for the red carpet and when people ask what I’m wearing I never have any idea."
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