How do you keep war accountable to the American people when war becomes invisible and virtual?
People think I'm strong as hard as I look. But I've a very sensitive side and need to be loved by everyone.
All I know is it destroyed my family, it destroyed my marriage to Sylvester and I will never get over it.
I was shooting a bikini promotion in Mahe in the Seychelles in 1980 when there was a military coup and I, along with a roomful of other people, ended up being kidnapped and held hostage at gunpoint in a windowless room with no ventilation for 36 hours.
I know I will be breaking a taboo. But I'm sure that it will provoke a new discussion. It's time things change. I feel 30 and want to look that way again.
My childhood was really comfortable and secure, but school was a nightmare. I was a lot taller than the other girls and they called me Gitte the giraffe.
I go every year to the Huvafen Fushi in the Maldives and it's spectacular.
I've always been into sports and yoga and running. I actually study a martial arts self-defense program called Krav Maga. I can't quite say it's easy, but it's fun for me and I love to do it.
For years I exercised to be thinner, and I never got the results I wanted. Now I determine my weight by how my clothes feel.
The defect of power in the existing confederacy, to regulate the commerce between its several members is in the number of those which have been clearly pointed out by experience. . . . A very material object of this power was the relief of the States which import and export through other States from the improper contributions levied on them by the latter.
Jonathan Coe's genial, likeable novel can only be described as a kind of lit-prog-rock concept album. . . Coe recreates the period with such loving accuracy that I frankly suspect him of having planted a secret microphone in the tin Oxford Mathematical Instruments box I carried around in my school days. . . As always with Jonathan Coe, the sheer intelligent good nature that suffuses his work makes it a pleasure to read.