I always think of baseball as so existential. Like, you're just out there in a field, in a big expanse of green grass.

In retrospect, it's ridiculous that anyone saw me as a fashion icon, since all I was trying to do was to dumb down my middle-class look by messing with my hair. Throughout the eighties I was invariably half-sure and half-confident about whatever it was I wore…Still, I've always believed—still do—that the radical is far more interesting when it looks benign and ordinary on the outside.

L.A. prides itself on newness or being the last frontier or just not liking old things and tearing them down to build new things.

I always think of baseball as so existential. Like, you're just out there in a field, in a big expanse of green grass.

You're always going to feel like you're catching up, and part of that is just balancing work and motherhood and the whole feeling of needing to please, which I do think girls and women feel more than men.

I mean, who made up all the rules in the culture? Men-white male corporate society. So why wouldnt a woman want to rebel against that?

Women are natural anarchists...