I Like To Be Provocative.

Trying To Be A Professional Dancer, Paying My Rent By Posing Nude For Art Classes, Staring At People Staring At Me Naked. Daring Them To Think Of Me As Anything But A Form They Were Trying To Capture With Their Pencils And Charcoal. I Was Defiant. Hell-bent On Surviving. On Making It. But It Was Hard And It Was Lonely, And I Had To Dare Myself Every Day To Keep Going.

Fame Gets You In The Door But It Doesn't Keep You In The Room.

Sometimes You Just Have To Go And Make A Mess Of Things To Get People To Pay Attention.

Obviously, My Tastes And My Priorities Have Changed. But I'm Still Asking The Question 'why?' Just Because I'm A Mother Doesn't Mean I'm Not Still A Rebel And That I Don't Want To Go In The Face Of Convention And Challenge The System. I Never Wanted To Think In A Robotic Way, And I Don't Want My Children To Think That Way, Either.

Ultimately It Boils Down To The Same Thing All Relationships Boil Down To: Eating Humble Pie. I Sometimes Eat Quite A Lot. But, However Bitter It Might Taste, It's The Best Pie. It's On The Menu Constantly For Both Parties.