I don’t think tennis is a glamour game, not at all.
I’m glamour. I’m vulgarity. I’m scandal. I’m gossip. I’m the future. I’m the counter culture. I’m commercial reality. I’m artistic singularity.
I admired the work of photographers like Beaton, Penn, and Avedon as much as I respected the grittier photographers such as Robert Frank. But in the same way that I had to find my own way of reportage, I had to find my own form of glamour.
I think USC is not a glamour job. I think that’s an elite, elite job. Why? Within two hours of your campus you can get the best players in America, or as good as any.
Like you don’t watch ‘Octopussy’ or any Bond film for the story. You see it for the smart lines, the glamour, the overall package.
I like to mix it up with vintage ’70s stuff and I like to wear a lot of guys’ clothes. As far as night stuff, I have my stylist direct me in the right way. We have a vintage glamour, age-appropriate, pretty thing going.
We were probably the last people in the country to get a VCR and we didn’t have cable. There wasn’t any admiration of glamour, no, ‘I want to look like them or have that lifestyle’, because everyone in my town had the same lifestyle. So I didn’t think, ‘Ooh, a movie star’s birthday!’ I just thought, ‘What?’
My family will occasionally take the mick out of the way I move and I always think Thats nonsense, I move like a gazelle: smoothly and swiftly and there is strength and glamour in the way I move. Then you see it on TV and they repeatedly show you bobbing off to do some task and you just look like a marionette.
I’m always in favor of more glamour. I embarrass my children, I think. I am the lady in feathers in the car pool line.
