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My Number-one Theory In Life Is That Style Is Proportional To Your Lack Of Resources - The Less You Have, The More Stylish You're Likely To Be.

There Is Something To Be Said For People Who Have To Work Hard, Be Creative, Produce What They Have With Little - Or No - Means. Those Of Us From Poor Homes Have The Advantage Of Thinking For Ourselves And Of Knowing That When Times Get Hard, Things Could Always Be Worse.

A Few Years Back, When My Style Was "punk Grandma", I Picked Up An Amazing Pair Of Sandals - Orthopaedic Ones, With Really Thick Soles. I've Given Them Away To A Friend Now, Because These Days My Look Is More "1980s Substitute Teacher Gone Wild."

I Have Been 130 Lbs. As Well As 215 Lbs. I Have Had Blond, Strawberry Blond, Green, Pink And Purple Hair, And None Of That Has Ever Exempted Me From Having Lewd Comments Flung At Me In The Street.

This Archaic Idea - That A Woman Who Is Unmarried And Childless At 30 Is Somehow Unnatural - Will Probably Always Exist, And, Like Most Social Standards, It Is Ridiculous.