Girls don't dress for boys.

It's just been so heartwarming to see my clothes on people in wheelchairs and people needing physical support.

[In the 1960s]...you could take LSD but you couldn't wear a pantsuit.

I never wanted to join fashion industry or being another Donna or another Dianne. I made clothes that I wanted to wear. I would cut, I would sew and I would wear, and it made me to feel better.

Making clothes involves what I like...color, pattern, shape and movement...I like the everyday process...the people, the pressure, the surprise of seeing the work come alive walking and dancing around on strangers. Like red lipstick on the mouth, my products wake up and brighten and bring the wearer to life...drawing attention to her beauty and specialness...her moods and movements...her dreams and fantasies.

In the 60′s there was a look. In the 70′s there was a look, and in the 80′s. Now, it's a free-for-all.

At any appearance, I make sure that before the person takes a pic and runs away, that I make contact. All I can do is give that little bit of me, the kickback is miraculous.