I want people to feel the heat while they walk down the street and they're just kickin' it.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
When I'm in New York, I just want to walk down the street and feel this thing, like I'm in a movie.
I say to myself that I shall try to make my life like an open fireplace, so that people may be warmed and cheered by it and so go out themselves to warm and cheer.
I want people to feel happy when they wear my shoes.
When I walk outside, people have something to say about it.
I am heat obsessed. I crave the heat in my bedroom.
I'm not going to go run and hide because I'm catching some heat. I'm not going to stay at home and pout.
It ain't the heat, it's the humility.
It has an air about it of having strolled in from the street with a few tricks up its sleeve, and if everybody would relax, please, it would do its best to pass the time whimsically.
I have always had a certain aversion to heat. And for me, the name of the game on the stage is 'beat the heat.' It's always July under the lights.
I'm suited to harsh conditions, I don't like racing in the heat.