How strange, when your father's wearing women's clothes and platform shoes, that a pair of loafers looks incredible.

I have a tree man coming to trim the jacaranda in my front garden.

Every job I've ever gotten has been an accident. All the jobs I actually go after, I don't get.

I like to think of myself as a New Yorker, which is pathetic.

I spent most of my life locked in my bedroom, miserable about my raging acne.

I don't want to lose my name because that's how I know myself. There is a legacy here.

My Dad was so open creatively that I was off in search of black turtleneck bathing suits with long sleeves.