I live a real life so I forget to take pictures.

I threw all my clothes away from high school.

You expect a basketball player to come with a white button-down, Balmain jeans, and Balenciagas. You expect that. But when I come with an extended button-down, camos, no socks, Louboutins that have spikes on them, and a bow tie with diamonds, you'll be like, "What? Who dressed him?"

I want a woman to walk past and say, "I would love to be in a picture with him."

I live a real life so I forget to take pictures.

I don't have a stylist. That, in a way, is cheating. Put five players in a thrift store and see who has the best style in the end, and then you'll see who has real style.

By the time I got to the league I knew the cameras were going to be there and to turn it on.