Ego loves identity. Drag mocks identity. Ego hates drag

I'm motivated by the laughter, honestly. It's really not about the money or being more famous. I really love creativity.

I'm a regular Joe...I just have the unique ability to accessorize.

The mantle of glamour has been taken from the women and given to the men. The women toil in their shadows, plain and ordinary-looking. So that transition has left a void. It is a void for drop-dead, impossible, over-the-top glamour. Supermodels fill that void. The only thing they have to do is work the runway, sweetie, and refuse to get out of bed for less than ten thousand dollars.

Walking with your chest out and your head held high says you have earned the right to stomp and pummel this particular piece of real estate.

Illusion starts between the ears. If the person doing illusion doesn't believe it, then the audience doesn't believe it. Seeing the picture in your head will allow the audience to see it in their heads.

I'm always talking about loving yourself and expressing yourself and learning how to love yourself. I'm still the same.