I Do Have A Stylist Who Helps

I Embrace The Imperfections And Celebrate Them.

The People Who Come To My Shows Have Dollar Signs Drawn All Over Them. They Have Blue Lipstick. I Call Them My Animals Because They Just Go Totally Mental.

Maybe I Need Some Rehab, Or Maybe Just Need Some Sleep

I'm Obsessed With Beards. First Of All, Beards Make You Look Like More Of An Animal. Second, I Kind Of Like Biting Beards; It's A Pastime Of Mine. And When I Make Out With A Dude Who Has A Beard - Who Are The Only Kinds Of Dudes I Make Out With - Then My Glitter Gets Stuck In Their Beards, And Then No Other Chick Will Make Out With Them For At Least Three Days.

We Are What We Are.