I Shave My Body In All Kinds

I Thought To Be Feminine Was To Give In To Straight Culture, Or The Beauty Standard, But In My Heart I Had A Flair For Fashion And Style. They Were Passions I Kept Secret Because I Didn't Understand I Could Love Clothes And Hair And Makeup And Still Like Girls.

As A Kid, I Was Always Mad - Just Noticing The Women At Thanksgiving, Running Around The Kitchen, While The Men Were Watching Football. For One, I Don't Want To Cook, And For Two, I Hate Football. I Was Stuck In The Middle.

Do I Ever Think Gossip Will Be Really Massive In America? No, I Don't Think It'll Happen - And That's Fine. It's Kind Of Nice Because I Get To Experience Everything At Once. I Get To Come Home And It Not Be Weird, Like In Paris Or Something. It Is Nice To Be Completely Anonymous.

I Grew Up With The Motto Of "they Can't Kill You And Eat You," And I Still Think That's Right. You Sure As Hell Can't! When It Comes To Speaking About My Body Makes Other People Uncomfortable But It Doesn't Make Me Uncomfortable. It Makes Them Think More About Themselves Than It Makes Them Judge Me. I've Always Had This Body And Had To Live With It. I've Never Been A Little Thing. I've Been Smaller But I've Never Been Small, Even As A Baby. I've Never Had That Window Into That Kind Of World Where People Only Talk To You Because You're Conventionally Sexy.

For Years Now I Have Run A Kitchen-sink Punk Salon In My House, Called Salon Du Gay. In The Early Days, People Would Pay For A Riot Grrrl Bob Or A Passable Bleach Job With A Mixtape, $3 Or A Selection Of Baked Goods - Whichever They Could Afford. More Recently Though, With Gossip Doing Well, I've Performed These Punk Hair Transformations For Free.