“They are going down Tanster. I promise you.”

All I ever heard about Twiggy is how skinny. I can’t ever be skinny. It’s not for me.

I want every 1 to see that all these concerns over body shapes are the secret societies driving wedges between us.

“That’s true. I’ve been very pigeonholed and I don’t like it. If only that were my only complaint!!”

Twiggy is telling me in her heart, she couldn’t possibly be more against this death ritual shit. It is incomprehensible that we cannot stop this idiot on an ego trip. “What’s it going to take to get the public to unite against her??”

We can just offer what we can. We are trapped.

“Yes, we are trapped.”

An image that says it all.

Twiggy is having me look her up. She is completely relegated to shallow matters.

“Yes, that’s not me. That is a character whipped up around me just like it’s done to you.”

Twiggy is another clairvoyant genius who always has been so much more than a model. We see this framing approach tried on many - Gisele Bündchen, Cindy Crawford, Linda Evangelista, Christie Brinkley, Stephanie Seymour. I’m leaving many out I’m sorry.

“Yes, they have a few approaches. You get the gold digger approach but it’s not your fault — all opportunity is closed off to you. Same for us. Either we collaborate with the demons or it’s the streets.”