Alexa Chung Quotes

I'm stupid, I'm ugly, I'm dumb, I smell. Did I mention I'm stupid?

I am incredibly self-deprecating. It stems from self-doubt.

Most of the worst things said about me, I've said myself.

I'm vaguely embarrassed by myself sometimes.

I've always made a fool out of myself.

He was, he would be the first to admit, a coward, an incompetent, and not even very good at being a failure.

When I was 16, I filmed an episode of 'Full House' where my family goes to Disney World. I remember putting on baggy overalls just to hide my stomach. When I watched it, I was pretty disappointed and bummed out looking at myself... I didn't feel good about my own body.

My confidence is easy to shake. I am very well aware of all of my flaws. I am aware of all the insecurities that I have.

Exaggerated sensitiveness is an expression of the feeling of inferiority.

I am very harsh on myself. I can point out a list. My nose is very strange. I have a very round face. I sound so ungrateful. Obviously I'm being hard on myself. Whether it's body dysmorphia, or whatever it is, I can always find something wrong.

I was never my favourite subject.

I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.

I am not a good decision maker; that's one of the things I don't like about myself.

I'm very insecure. I'm human, just like anybody else.

When anything bad happens, my insecurities come flooding out.

I'm constantly dogged with a feeling of fraudulence, so if somebody tells me they like what I've written, then I immediately begin to think it's rubbish.

You have no idea what a poor opinion I have of myself and how little I deserve it.

I don't presume to think I'm great at anything.

I always thought everybody else was better than me.

My vigor, vitality and cheek repel me. I am the kind of woman I would run from.

I don't think I am any good. If I thought I was any good, I wouldn't be.

I think my biggest flaw is my insecurity. I'm terribly insecure. I'm plagued with insecurities 24/7.

I think I have a great deal of self-hatred, a profound feeling of fraudulence, of being detestable and evil. It's only a part of me, but it's there, and it's active.

You read glowing things and it doesn't feel deserved. You read things that are critical and it cuts you to the bone.

I'm thin-skinned in a way that's just dumb.