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.
I put on the Hank Williams and the Patsy Cline and the Rosemary Clooney on vinyl – I'm not trying to be some cool indie-rock person I just love the way it sounds – and throw on a T-shirt and jeans. In Texas we practically come out of the womb in jeans.
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I have I admit a low tolerance for detached chronicling and cool analysis.
