In the deepest hour of the night I confess to myself three things; I would die if I was forbidden to write, forbidden to love, or forbidden to fashion....love each other, and celebrate the art and lifestyle of music.

People ask me why I wear veils. I reply, I am mourning. Mourning what? Well I figure something shitty must be going on somewhere.

Sometimes I think that there's a fine line between impressionistic and messy.

Celebrate all the things you don't like about yourself. love yourself.

The whole world may not understand me, but I don’t care.

My records are borderline dance records. They've got a real electro-rock heart and soul, and the vibe of the sentiment is pop, but there's a lot of people that were like, 'This is a dance record.'

No matter gay, straight or bi, lesbian, transgendered life, I'm on the right track baby I was born to survive.