Everyone Is Beautiful To Someone.

The Future Belongs To Thouse With Open Minds Aand Open Hearts, Who Can Appreciate Beauty In All It's Forms.

I'd Rather Have Huge Success And Huge Failures Than Travel In The Middle Of The Road.

Perfection Is Boring. If A Face Doesn't Have Mistakes, It's Nothing.

The Fact Is, There Really Is No Such Thing As 'normal' - Everybody's Different, And That Is The Essence Of Their Beauty

I Made A Crash Landing Here On Earth On February 14, 1962, In The Shreveport Catholic Charities Home For Un-wed Mothers. The Infamous Bonnie And Clyde Lost Their Lives Just Miles From Where I Was Born. Like Outlaws Ourselves, My Birth Mother And I Were On The Run From The Day She Found Out I Was Part Of Her.