I believe in my cosmetics line. There are plenty of charities for the homeless. Isn’t it time someone helped the homely?
I can’t do nothing just a little.
I’ll never harden my heart but I’ve toughened the muscles around it.
If I hadn’t been a woman, I’d have been a drag queen.
Now I usually try not to give advice. Information, yes, advice, no. But, what has worked for me may not work for you. Well, take for instance what has worked for me. Wigs. Tight clothes. Push-up bras.
After Momma gave birth to twelve of us kids, we put her up on a pedestal. It was mostly to keep Daddy away from her.
I like to buy clothes that are two sizes too small and then take them in a little.
Some of my dreams are so big they would scare you.
After you reach a certain age, they think you’re over. Well, I will never be over. I’ll be making records if I have to sell them out of the trunk of my car. I’ve done that in my past, and I’d do it again.
I describe my look as a blend of mother goose, cinderella, and the local hooker!
If I have one more facelift I’ll have a beard!
I always loved books. I don’t remember learning to read, it was just something I always did. I was hungry for knowledge, I guess, and information; I was a curious kid. I still am.
Wondering if God loves us when we’re cheating? Oh, but why he lets us feel things, if it’s wrong.
I still believe in Santa, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy and true love. Don’t even try to tell me different.
If people think I’m a dumb blonde, because of the way I look, then they’re dumber than they think I am. If people think I’m not very deep because of my wigs and outfits, then they’re not very deep.
People say you shouldn’t have plastic surgery because if God wanted you another way he would have made you that way, but I say that’s a lot of crock. If God didn’t want plastic surgeons, he wouldn’t have given them hands to work with.
People think I’m as shallow and superficial as I look, and it’s a surprise when they find out, sure enough, I am.
If I had to give up performing, it wouldn’t bother me too much. But I couldn’t live without my writing. I put all my feelings, my very soul, into my writing. I tell the world in my songs things I wouldn’t even tell my husband.
I just can’t stand to look plain, ’cause that don’t fit my personality. I may be a very artificial-looking person, but the good news is, I’m very real on the inside.
Home is anywhere I hang my hair.