Glamour Is Not Self-conscious; It’s Not Trying

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 Think The Responsibility Lies With The Fashion World As A Collective. We Have To Demand More Variety.

That's Why I Began Doing Makeup In The First Place: I Was Hoping That Through Helping People See The Beauty In Themselves, I Could Try And Find It In Me.

I Don't Use 'always Do This,' 'never Say That' And I Never Give Advice Because I'm Not The End-all, Be-all Authority.

Today I Choose Life. Every Morning When I Wake Up I Can Choose Joy, Happiness, Negativity, Pain... To Feel The Freedom That Comes From Being Able To Continue To Make Mistakes And Choices - Today I Choose To Feel Life, Not To Deny My Humanity But Embrace It.