It's hard being a Barbie doll all the time.
I am a freak in secondhand velour, a leper who uses L'Oreal Anti-sticky Mega Gel. I am rootless, ripped from all foundations, an orphan raising an orphan and wanting to take away everything there is and replace it with stuff I've made.
It's very unnatural to be someone for so many people. But of course it's very nice.
It's difficult to believe in yourself because the idea of self is an artificial construction. You are, in fact, part of the glorious oneness of the universe. Everything beautiful in the world is within you.
Artists aren't really people. I'm actually 40 per cent papier mache.
Authenticity has never been Barbie's strong suit.
Manufactured--synthetic--even virtual, if that is what you turned out to be--I would love you.
As a model, I really stand for not being a model, if that makes sense.
Super-envious of the fact that Daft Punk can wear robot helmets and be one of the most famous bands in the world, while also understanding that will never be my situation.
Of course, the idea that a robot can have a sexual identity is kind of an absurd one.
