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When I was first pregnant, which was, let's see, in nineteen-eighty-three - I remember wearing a regular bathing suit to my in-laws' pool. It was just like a spandex one-piece, completely modest, and yet people were looking at me like it was obscene.

I believe clothing tell a story.

I swear to God, I went in to buy bikinis, and the lady's like, 'You're not getting out of this store 'til you get down there and show me what you do for those abs and the arms.' She wouldn't sell me my bikinis! I had to get on the floor and do the stomach thing.

Trying to break into the horror market seemed natural.

Clothing, and the products that you buy, are really about how they make you feel.

Designers have always shown outlandish and exuberant clothes, but that hasn't always translated to the streets.

Be able to go shopping for a bathing suit and not become depressed afterward.

I don't even think twice about wearing a swimsuit because it's always been a part of my lifestyle.

Between my hatred of mall shopping and my mother's firm ideas about how a girl should dress, my style choices were pretty unenthusiastic: plaid skirts or whatever empire-waisted thingamabob was on sale at Sears.