We are what we are...
Society has taught us to suppress certain things and not do certain things.
It is so fascinating that someone can commit their whole entire lifestyle to being such a fantastic woman when I’m such a bum about it.
My makeup is usually left over from the night before.
Rap in general has never been my steez, but I like it.
Sometimes it is hard to sing and dance at the same time, but I would rather be off and be real and genuine about it to my fans.
What I’m bringing to the pop table is that I’m not pretentious.
Working in this industry, I have been exposed to so many products and now realize more than ever how cruel and unnecessary animal testing is.
Writing for somebody else is really fun ’cause I consider myself a songwriter first and foremost.
If you want to be a legitimate artist, it’s more important what you say no to.
I know that I can sing. That’s the reason I started playing music when I was twelve years old.
I grew up in the Bible Belt and I made my own clothes and dyed my hair purple. Nobody ever knew what to do with me.
You’re an animal, you live, maybe this one time is your lifetime – go there. Who cares what somebody else thinks?
I think people need to have fun with whatever they’re doing – makeup, their clothes, music, live shows – anything you don’t need to take too seriously, don’t take too seriously.
Eventually, I would love to be on my deathbed and looked at as an icon. Right now I’m still at the baby stages of my career. But that is the goal.
I can’t walk in high heels, never mind dance in them.
I don’t get embarrassed.
I don’t really plan what comes out of my mouth, and that’s what makes most of my lyrics entertaining.
I don’t wear a lot of high heels.
I love wearing the exact same thing all the time because I think it makes you like a cartoon character. They always wear the same outfit and everybody always remembers them for it, so I feel like I should do the same thing.
Just as dreadful things happen indiscriminately to people who did nothing to deserve them, so do good things happen to people who deserved them even less.