People don't even know the meaning of the word "transvestive." I don't live in drag. Now, Candy Darling was a transvestite, and a beautiful one. But I don't sit around in negligees and I don't wear little Adolfo suits to lunch. Of course, if I had a couple of Bob Mackie outfits, things might be different...
Divine.
(Intreview magazine, February 1988.)










