Mika

I was always told I was ugly. I still think I am ugly. I know I've got an odd face and you can't tell me otherwise.

In the past, it weighed on me because nobody in my family is gay. I had no role models so I had to find my own way.

Part of me sees myself as talented, and the other part sees me as strange. Ideas get stuck in your head and nothing changes them. Not even fame.

Recently, I was in Bernalda, my dad's ancestral home town in Italy. He has just refurbished a palazzo and turned it into a hotel, so we had my sister's wedding there. It was beautiful.

I've done gospel songs on every album.

Well, I actually wrote her a letter a couple of days ago congratulating her. The tone I tried to convey in the letter is, look, you are a part of a great American historical process.