Like any teenager who reads The Great Gatsby, probably, I was madly in love with the teacher who had opened it up for me.

I get sentimental over the music of the ’90s. Deplorable, really. But I love it all. As far as I’m concerned the ’90s was the best era for music ever, even the stuff that I loathed at the time, even the stuff that gave me stomach cramps.

Tonight, I feel like my whole body is made out of memories. I'm a mix-tape, a cassette that's been rewound so many times you can hear the fingerprints smudged on the tape.

One of Renee's friends asked her, "Does your boyfriend wear glasses?" She said, "No, he wears a Walkman.

You can't beat the beehive for glam punkette attitude.

It was bewildering and humbling to keep discovering how many brave things people can fail to talk themselves out of doing.

Girls take up a lot of room. I had a lot of room for this one.