I think it would be nice to be able to wear extravagant hats, and gloves, and all these extravagant clothes and not be on the street and not be mocked for it or questioned why. If you wear a fantastic hat during the day in the street people say ‘where are you going? why are you dressed like that?’ and it’s maybe the most annoying question in the world. Why do we have to have a reason to dress up or to be glamorous or to have fun? Why do we have to have a reason for it? I hate it when people ask me why. Why not?
Something I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to completely wrap my mind around is that the past wasn’t in black and white or in grainy and bland colors and it wasn’t painted on a canvas and it wasn’t just words printed in a text book. Like, history was real and vivid and just as alive as we are and that’s pretty amazing.