Everyone Is Beautiful To Someone.

For Me, Beauty Is Synonymous With Uniqueness . . . Perfection Is Mundane, Boring, And Emotionless. It Is By Celebrating The Differences In Others That We Can Begin To Accept Our Own Individuality.

Beauty Has A Lot To Do With Character.

Beauty Is About Perception, Not About Make-up. I Think The Beginning Of All Beauty Is Knowing And Liking Oneself. You Can't Put On Make-up, Or Dress Yourself, Or Do You Hair With Any Sort Of Fun Or Joy If You're Doing It From A Position Of Correction.

I Made A Crash Landing Here On Earth On February 14, 1962, In The Shreveport Catholic Charities Home For Un-wed Mothers. The Infamous Bonnie And Clyde Lost Their Lives Just Miles From Where I Was Born. Like Outlaws Ourselves, My Birth Mother And I Were On The Run From The Day She Found Out I Was Part Of Her.

I Never Went Wrong By Being Myself.