I'm just very amused by five-year-old humor.
I want to reconnect to my animal life.
I am so not a proper, good female. I can't dance in high heels and I'm just so not girly, but then I see these men with these banging bodies, dancing in heels, singing, and having so much fun with so much make-up on. That makes me honestly want to be a better woman.
I've always been into bearded dudes.
I'm over dudes trying to look like they're in boy bands.
It can bum you out when your intentions aren't, like, translated properly.
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.
I could party in a cardboard box with people who are funny and don't care. For me, it's really about who I surround myself with, so I just try to always be with hilarious people.
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.
My music is fun, kind of cheeky.
I do think I have a rebellious, metal-loving rock chick inside of me.
I went through awkward, chubby, total weirdo phases.
There is no correlation between happiness and amounts of money.
I love creepy old dudes. I love that they have so much self-confidence, despite having no evidence whatsoever to back it up.
I understand I'm supposed to be feminine and dainty, but I'm not. There are two sides to the coin. People are more impressed with things that I do because they almost treat you as if you're handicapped if you're a woman... people can be impressed that I can play a few chords on the guitar.
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 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.
I'm not saying I look cool, but every single time I go onstage, it is a fail if I don't feel like I'm going to pass out at least twice.
A friend of mine has a big farm in the desert, and she picks up feathers and roadkill for me, then makes it into clothes. I think it's cool to wear roadkill. If I died and somebody wanted to wear my teeth around their neck to VMAs, I'd feel honored.
My band and I, we cover our bodies in hairspray and glitter. We use the hairspray to make sure the glitter sticks.
