Hey, Wait A Minute, I Was A

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.

I Might Be Responsible For As Many Gay Marriages As I Am For Heterosexual Divorces.

My Daughter's Birth Was Like A Rebirth For Me.

I Don't Think I Have To Introduce Myself, Unless You Don't Recognize Me With My Clothes On.

All The Criticism Is Ultimately A Blessing In Disguise. Because Now People Know About Malawi [due To The Child Adoption]. And Now People Know About The Orphans There. And Hopefully It's Gonna Turn Around. And A Positive Is Gonna Come Out Of The Negative.