"This performance goes out to my grand old frenemy, Andre Leon Talley. It's all for you, A.L.T..."
"And I am TEEEEELLLLING YOOOU,
IIIIIIII AM NOT CALLLLLING.
You're the WORST STYLIST that I'll ever know.
What the HELL was that gold bolero?!?!?
No, no, no, NOOOOO way,
NOOOOO way
IIIIIII'M letting you clothe MEEEEE.
I don't want to look CRAZY.
I'm free, I'm free!
And you, and you, and YOU,
You're gonna RUE MEEEEEEEEEEEE."
