I'm Comfortable In My Own Skin, No

I Make Jokes About It, But It's The Truth That I Kind Of Patterned My Look After The Town Tramp. I Didn't Know What She Was, Just This Woman Who Was Blond And Piled Her Hair Up, Wore High Heels And Tight Skirts, And, Boy, She Was The Prettiest Thing I'd Ever Seen. Momma Used To Say, "aw, She's Just Trash," And I Thought, That's What I Want To Be When I Grow Up. Trash.

My Philosophy Is Simple: It's A Down-home, Common, Horse-sense Approach To Things.

I Wear Make-up, And It Gets A Little Bit Thicker Every Year.

When Its Family, You Tolerate What You'd Kill Others For.

I Always Love Working With Children. I Never Had Children Of My Own. God Has His Purposes. God Didn't Let Me Have Children So Everybody's Children Could Be Mine. That's Kind Of How I'm Looking At It.