Part Of My Family Were Ranchers. So

Maybe It's Because I'm A Designer, But When I Am In A State Of Excitement, Everything Is So Sharp And Colorful And Amazing, And I Can Look At Blue And I See The Yellow In It And The Green In It, And The Green-blues, The Yellow-blues, So.

I Don't Work For Money Any Longer. I'm Fortunate Enough Not To Need To Work For Money, But I Work For Pride; I Work Because I Love To Work, And So The Idea That One Could Lose Control Of One's Own Name And That Things Could Be Produced With Your Name On That You Were Not Proud Of Scared Me.

I Told Myself That I Would Not Come Back To Women's Fashion Until I Felt I Had Something New To Say. I Feel That Fashion Has Become Too Serious And That The Actual Customer's Needs Have Not Really Been Addressed. Fashion Needs To Make One Happy. It Is A Luxury And Should Enhance One's Quality Of Life.

I Understand That I Have A Certain Look That Can Be Used To My Advantage. I Know The Power Of That When I Walk Into A Room And Talk To People, And I Can Use It As An Advertising Tool. Now I Am Actually Selling Me, My Face, My Thoughts. So I Am My Guy.

Tweeting? It's One Of The Silliest Things Ever.