By The Time I Was Five, I

My Other Family Is Fleetwood Mac. I Don't Need The Money, But There's An Emotional Need For Me To Go On The Road Again. There's A Love There; We're A Band Of Brothers.

Rock And Menopause Do Not Mix.

I Love Leather And I Love Lace, But Not Necessarily Together. I'm Probably Happiest In A Long Black Velvet Dress, Black Suede Boots, And Some Kind Of Really Beautiful Wrap Than I Am In Anything Else. I Don't Even Own A Pair Of Jeans.

Love Is Only One Fine Star Away.

I'm The Original Hunter-down-of-fabulous-things. Twenty Years Ago I Sat Down And Decided That I Would Create A Really Wonderful Image, An Unforgettable Image. And Now I'm Kind Of Stuck With It. It's Like When I Don't Wear My Fringy, Gypsy Stuff, People Kind Of Look At Me Like, 'what's Wrong?