It's Okay Saying Sorry, But When You

I Was Born In 1928 And By 1931 The Depression Was Beginning To Mount.

Hair Excited Me. As The Old Ways - Backcombing, Rollers And Rigidity - Went Out Of The Window, I Started To Feel The Possibilities In Front Of My Eyes.

I'll Never Forget One Morning I Walked In And I Had A Hell Of A Bruise - It Had Been A Difficult Night The Night Before - And A Client Said To Me, 'good God, Vidal, What Happened To Your Face?' And I Said, 'oh, Nothing, Madam, I Just Fell Over A Hairpin.'

Take Good Advice, Make Sure It Is Good Advice, Then Do It Your Way.

I Don't Sort Of Sit In A Chair And Pompously Feel Proud Of Myself About All The Things We Might Have Accomplished.