I was born in New Jersey. My mother was German and my father was Italian. Ever since I can first remember, I knew I was a girl. I couldn't understand why my parents were dressing me up in boys clothing. I thought they were insane.
Actually, my mother was schizophrenic and was always being hospitalized, so everything was really centered on her. My brother and I grew up with nannies. My father would take us to toy stores every week and let me buy dolls. I think he felt bad that my mother wasn't around. Actually, that made it a lot easier for me.
Even when I dressed up as a boy people thought I was a girl. I was always the smallest in the class. I remember some substitute teachers weren't sure what I was. When I was 13, I grew my hair long and arched my eyebrows and wore really light makeup. I was into rock n roll music so I used that as an excuse for my look. I did whatever I could get away with.
School was really hard. I didn't get beat up but the other kids would make fun of the way I looked and my gestures. That always makes you strong though. Once you are an outsider, you tend to follow your own path. Creativity comes from that. In one way it made me really withdrawn, but being different does amazing things for you. I probably see things that other people don't see. I think it makes you more compassionate and I'm still drawn to outcasts.