Motherhood has brought me many joys and insights, but the new perspective it granted me on the role I had inadvertently played in young women’s lives for the 2 decades I spent in the modeling industry was downright sobering.

There comes a moment as a parent when you realize you will no longer be the center of your child’s universe.

I feel like it’s my responsibility to honestly cover a lot of subjects in part because I have two little girls and I really want them when they grow up to have a voice.

I was in a sushi bar and it dawned on me – how could I discriminate between a cow and a fish?

My weight fluctuated when I was 30, and I did the unthinkable – I stepped out as a plus-sized model.

Part of treatment for drugs and alcohol is you abstain from these, but with eating disorders you can’t abstain from food so the treatment is longer than drugs and alcohol.

Though my parents assured me over and over again that I wasn’t stupid or slow, I sensed that my dyslexia was now a stigma on all of us.

I had dropped out of school and was a runaway, so I didn’t have family to fall back on if I didn’t work. I didn’t have a lot of other options of making money other than modeling.

I believe that as women, we must commit ourselves to sustaining the progress made by our foremothers who fought so hard for women’s equality and liberation.

I’ve found that balance is key. I’m no longer an extremist in any one direction.