When I paint my body, I do not skip a single spot. Every inch gets hit. Even the areas hidden by costume pieces. Under the balls. Deep in the crack.

This day I became a disco angel and cruised through the city from sunrise to night.

I wore this body paint to three back-to-back events. The NY Easter Bonnet Festival. The 420 rally at Washington Square Park, where I stood out like a neon hallucination. And the public drag show at the Stonewall National Monument on Christopher Street.

I was on rollerskates the entire time. Took over 5000 photos with fans. Never stopped moving. Never toned it down. It's hard to