Knowing who you really are and dressing the part -- with an air of amused recklessness -- is life affirming for you and life enhancing for other people.

I don't want a politician who's thinking about fashion for even one millisecond. It's the same as medical professionals. The idea of a person in a Comme des Garcons humpback dress giving me a colonoscopy is just not groovy.

Wearing a pair of yellow shoes does not make you an interesting person, that is of course unless you've just murdered someone in them.

Why be formal when you can be fabulously feral? Why be conventional when you can be happy?

The message of a leopard-print jumpsuit is clear: 'I am a huntress who delights in eating the offal of her prey.'

All over America, people are making kamikaze choices about what to wear. They are misrepresenting the goods. They are letting their clothes write checks that their personalities cannot cash.

Why the hell wouldn't you want to be one of the fabulous people, the life enhancers, who look interesting and smell luscious and who dare to be gorgeously more fascinating than their neighbors?