In spite of all the skills that I do have, to relate to the normal world I have no applicable skills. I can speak Russian, I can speak French. I know about Chanel. Especially vintage Chanel. I know what Halston is. All of these things, but they can't really be applied to a nine-to-five.

There are some things I keep sacred. My middle name. Who I sleep with. And what kind of hand moisturizer I use.

I will be 60 or 70 years old still rocking my Chanel blazer with my hair all coiffed.

No mother wants to hear her son say he's gay. Those two words rip the picture of a daughter-in-law and grandchildren into pieces. I felt sorry for my mom and wanted her to know everything was going to be all right. But then she said, 'I don't really care, Johnny, as long as I know that you are going to be happy.'

I want to create things while I have time on Earth, and the art of costume and culture has always inspired me.

My whole career, I've had an issue with always kind of being an underdog and making a big mistake when it counts and falling and having to climb back up. One moment everything will be peachy and everyone will be saying the nicest things about me and loving me, and the next minute I'm the worst, I'm evil, all these things. It's like a fallen angel.

I'm going to skate exactly the way I want to, create programs that I like, and everything will fall into place where it is supposed to.