A fast Golf car. I got rid of it after about six months because it kept depreciating in value.

I love clothes and accoutrements, so it would be either a suit or a watch. I love Mark Powell in Soho, and Paul Smith.

A Savile Row suit. Never again. Although I love it, I still feel guilty about what it cost.

Our campervan. It’s fully kitted out, sleeps four and lowers down, so we can get in and out easily.

Driving my convertible over the Bay Bridge when I was 18, listening to Thinking of You by Sister Sledge.

Being on the cover of a magazine at 18 with the slogan: “Did she ruin The Godfather?”

Being stuck in a project that’s not challenging me, or true to my nature.

To follow your path and not worry about what to do too much; one thing leads to the next, and you wind up where you’re meant to be.

A magazine editor like Diana Vreeland.

Two weeks before shooting – after some of our financing dropped out – when the producers said I had to cut a week’s worth of scenes out of my script. I was on location and away from my daughters [currently in middle and high school] who I felt were needing a mother.