After Versace Was Murdered, The First Person

The Worst Was When My Skirt Fell Down To My Ankles, But I Had On Thick Tights Underneath.

I Do Want Someone, Need Someone. You're Right. And, When I'm With You, I Feel Like I'm A Better Person. I Feel Happier. Less Alone, Less Lonely. But It's Not As Simple As That, Is It? Being With Someone?

In Fact, I Don't Read Newspapers Any Longer.

I Work Very Hard And I'm Worth Every Cent.

I've Been Doing My Job Well For 17 Years. People Must See Something In Me. Otherwise, I'd Be Over And Out.