I Don't Love The Word Luxury Because

We Had So Many Milestones In America. We Were On Our Way To Universal Healthcare. We Had Gay Marriage. We Were Talking About Gender Fluidity And Trans Issues Openly And Discussing Them With Respect. It Was Almost To The Point Where Educating People About Transgender Rights Wasn't An Issue. We Were Including Trans People As A Normal Part Of Our Conversations Instead Of Seeing Their Presence As This Shocking Thing To The System. We Forgot That Those Things Can Be Taken Away From You Because There Are People In The World That, For Whatever F - King Reason, Can't Live And Let Live.

With A Stretch Belt, Anything Can Be A Dress - A Dinner Napkin, A Tablecloth, Even A Towel. Just Wrap And Snap, And Away You Go In An Incredible Outfit. Another Plus Is That The Belt Will Pull All Eyes To Your Lovely Curves, And They Even Look Good Around A Coat Or A Jacket.

I Think If The World Were A Fair And Just Place, There Wouldn't Even Need To Be A Gay Label.

This Archaic Idea - That A Woman Who Is Unmarried And Childless At 30 Is Somehow Unnatural - Will Probably Always Exist, And, Like Most Social Standards, It Is Ridiculous.

We Were A Small Group Of Weirdos And Baby Punks And Gays And Free Spirits Who Had To Use Our Imaginations A Lot. We Only Saw Pictures And Read Zines, So We Could Only Interpret The Aesthetic And Message Of Punk Scenes Around The World. We Were Basically The Duck-billed Platypuses Of Punk.