I don’t talk about it but I’m not going out of my way to keep it private. I’d rather keep it to us because it’s precious and it’s all we’ve got. You know what love is like, you’ve got your own lingo, your own little world, so you don’t want to share it. That’s the nature of a relationship, there’s a privacy there, but I’m also not going to make mine and his life a living hell because we’re too protective. I’m not going to rent secret hotel rooms to meet him. It has to be natural.

i-D, #154, june 1996