It doesn't matter where you live. . . It doesn't matter how you live. It doesn't matter what car you drive. It doesn't matter what kind of clothes you wear.
Strange clothes you wear, Child of the Dragon. Has the Wheel turned so far? Do the People of the Dragon return to the first Covenant? But you wear a sword. That is neither now nor then.
The clothes you wear are a metamorphosis. They change you from the outside in.
Trendy is the last stage before tacky.
No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
One is never over-dressed or underdressed with a Little Black Dress.
Doesn't matter what language you speak or what clothes you wear. Some things don't change. Families. Friends. Lovers. They're the same in every city in every country in every continent of the world.
You when the storm is raging - how do you face despair? It is you that the world discovers, whatever the clothes you wear.
Theatrically, you are aware of every part of you in acting; every component of your surroundings, including the clothes you wear. Eh. . . in voiceover, shorts and a t-shirt and badaboom. . . done.
