Frances Bean Cobain
I don’t like to look sloppy. I’m a girly-girl.
It’s creepy to see fan sites about me.
My look is a Modern Bohemian type thing.
Twitter should ban my mother.
These people are fascinated by me, but I haven’t done anything.
We’ve moved so much, and my life has been so inconsistent.
While I’m generally silent on the affairs of my biological mother, her recent tirade has taken a gross turn.
I’m famous by default. I came out of the womb, and people wanted to know who I was because of my parents.
I’m in a monogamous relationship and very happy.
I’m really lucky, because I’ve been able to go places and meet people you can only dream of.
I have 137 pairs of shoes and 200 pairs of jeans.
I can count on one hand how many people I trust.
If you’re a big Nirvana fan, a big Hole fan, then I understand why you would want to get to know me, but I’m not my parents.
So I have been careful about where I go and who I hang out with because if you tell someone the wrong thing, then it’s everywhere.
I’m a different person. I don’t want to be titled as Courtney Love and Kurt Cobain’s daughter. I want to be thought of as Frances Cobain.