My mom will sometimes call me Winnie. It's so annoying. I'm like, 'Who are you talking to?'
I more so appreciate people loving the fact that I love myself and not just glorifying my skin or me.
I give kudos to people like Zendaya who are like, 'Yes, I want to inspire young kids.' And I'm like, 'Girl, that's a lot of work!'
I'm happy to inspire your seven-year-old child, but I do not want to be her role model.
We lived on our own for a very long time, and those are my happiest years, me and my mom.
I don't perm my hair anymore, but I'm not a natural hair expert just because it grows out of my head like that.
Some rules are there for a reason - but it's one thing to have a rule that protects and another to have rules that stifle.
I am the underdog, and I want to prove that one can follow one's dreams despite all the flaws and setbacks.
I feel like I have so many amazing opportunities because of my immigrant mother, my immigrant grandparents.
You should be careful what you choose to see as a role model, whereas inspiration can come from anywhere.
To be completely honest, I never thought I could become a model growing up. I actually wanted to be an entertainment journalist.
I remember sitting by my window, wishing upon the stars that my skin condition would go away. I wondered, 'Why me?'
I had to relearn how to love myself by forgetting the opinions of everyone else and focusing on my opinion of myself.