Things will get easier, people’s minds will change, and you should be alive to see it.
I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it’s such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.
Beauty is about being comfortable in your own skin. It’s about knowing and accepting who you are.
Find out who you are and be that person. That’s what your soul was put on this earth to be. Find the truth, live that truth, and everything else will come.
Life is short. If you doubt me, ask a butterfly. Their average life span is a mere five to fourteen days.
My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She’s ninety-seven now, and we don’t know where the heck she is.
When you take risks you learn that there will be times when you succeed and there will be times when you fail, and both are equally important.
One time I actually cleaned out my closet so good I ended up on the cover of Time magazine.
My point is, life is about balance. The good and the bad. The highs and the lows. The pina and the colada.
I’m a godmother, that’s a great thing to be, a godmother. She calls me god for short, that’s cute, I taught her that.
Stuffed deer heads on walls are bad enough, but it’s worse when you see them wearing dark glasses, having streamers around their necks and a hat on their antlers. Because then you know they were enjoying themselves at a party when they were shot.