I Understood Early That Beauty Was Power.

I Made A Crash Landing Here On Earth On February 14, 1962, In The Shreveport Catholic Charities Home For Un-wed Mothers. The Infamous Bonnie And Clyde Lost Their Lives Just Miles From Where I Was Born. Like Outlaws Ourselves, My Birth Mother And I Were On The Run From The Day She Found Out I Was Part Of Her.

Beauty Is About Perception, Not About Make-up.

I Think The Responsibility Lies With The Fashion World As A Collective. We Have To Demand More Variety.

Beauty Might Bring Happiness, But Happiness Always Brings Beauty.

The Faces I See In The Modeling Industry Can Get Dull.