I want to be a positive ambassador for my generation.
My age group is so belittled and all that is talked about us from people that are older, or even our age group talking about our age group, is we’ve got no ambition, we’re on drugs, we go out all the time, we’re party animals, we all drop out of Uni the first year - we’re all considered to be the same clone of each other. So I want to go in there to prove someone my age can be mature, have goals and ambitions and have a bit of a brain inside their head as well as look like a normal 18 year old.

I can’t stand girls who intentionally dumb themselves down.
There’s been an evolution of women [so that now] we can do big things and have great careers and be just as strong and important as men are, and that’s great. But I feel like we’ve taken a back step lately. If I meet a woman who is intentionally dumbing herself down - I just hate it because it’s not doing anything for them. Brains are beautiful and nowadays you can make yourself look beautiful on the outside, but by acting stupid you take yourself six steps back.

I don’t want to cover myself up.
I’m a firm believer in why should I have to do something different just because I am different? Why should I wear polo necks or a big, baggy t-shirt just because I have big boobs? I’m 18, I like to dress nicely, I like to wear things I think are pretty. Just because I have big boobs, why should I wear stuff to cover me up when I don’t want to?

I wish people would treat me with respect and look me in the eyes.
I hate it, hate it, when they look at your boobs to talk to you - but I have to give them a bit of sympathy because it’s not like I make it difficult for them. But then again, people should have respect and self restraint. It’s not about maturity, it’s about respect and how you speak to someone. It’s just how I was brought up. I don’t care if you have a cleft lip, one arm, a wheelchair or half your body is missing. I’ll still talk to you in your face, I’ll still look in your eyes and I have respect for you. Don’t ask, “Are they fake?” It’s just stupidity. It’s not right. So look me in the eyes, alright?

My brother describes me as bitch, boobs and brains.
Well the bitch part is fairly obvious. Boobs because that’s how everyone knows me, and I’m sick of that. Half of my mission to come in and show people can be different and all of that. It’s always, “Do you know that Bianca girl? You know, the one with the big boobs?” and my brother is always defending me because of my boobs. And “Brains” because he and I have always, always competed for most intelligent person in the family.

Passion is the most important thing in life.
Passion is just such a big part of me and you can tell if someone’s got it. People who are lacking in passion - there’s just nothing there. I think people with passion are people who can walk into a room and just make everything feel warmer.

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