Emily Atack

I've had an incredible upbringing, but it was quite chaotic.

It's a shame - we've got so many hilarious women, and think there's a certain repression there.

From being on a panel show, they always need the blonde airhead sat in a corner they can make fun of, and I'm here to go, 'No, we're not the punchline.'

I think we're all guilty of judging, and I look a certain way - I wear a lot of make-up and fake tan.

I think as a blonde person with make-up on, you're automatically the punchline to the joke.

My advice to anyone is to try to go cold turkey of make-up and fake tan and see how liberating it feels.

If you're part of a show that is watched by millions of millions of people, of course there are going to be nasty comments. You can't take them personally.

If I looked like a Victoria's Secret model, I would still get nasty comments.

I'm not saying I won't get dolled up again, but I'm not going to worry about it all so much.

The jungle has taught me to accept who I really am - my skin is play and freckly, my bum and hips are big, and my hair is frizzy - that's who I am.

'Adulting' will cover some topics that I, as a young woman, constantly think and worry about, so I hope others find it relatable - and funny!

I fancy cartoons; don't even get me started on 'Aladdin.'

I can survive in the jungle, so now I can do anything.

I have so much self-acceptance.

I don't have any real phobias, but I don't like creepy crawlies just like everyone else.

I definitely feel the pressure to lose weight and be smaller than I am.

I love food so much. I love cheese and champagne and salads, fries, yum.

I could do with losing a few pounds off my bum, but I enjoy my social life and going out for dinner far too much to have the nicest bum in the world.

I'd got into the habit of needing that security, love, and acceptance from a guy to make me happy.

I'm not a tart. I feel like I've been treated like one in the past.