Quote by Janice Dickinson
But you see, thats the gilded prison of fashion. Were riding in pr

But you see, thats the gilded prison of fashion. Were riding in private jets, and meantime I was so incredibly, painfully sad and lonely. – Janice Dickinson

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I can only speak from my own personal experience, being behind the camera and in front of it, but every magazine cover you see is completely airbrushed. – Janice Dickinson

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Elaine is just in pain. I think Elaine has become very, very sad woman. She is someone who is in deep need of many hours of analysis and I like to think that Im not that type of person. – Julia Louis-Dreyfus

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The last few years have been my happiest. Im happy in the years that most people are blue and sad and waiting to die. I dont feel that a bit. Smiling has a lot to do with it. You can just lift your spirits by smiling a little bit. – William Proxmire

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