 Hmm, orange red. Yeah. Clean, wide dress. Ooh, pantsuit. Virgin Peruvian, curly. Little keyhole neck. That sleeve. Body looks good. It's not too much cleavish. Number one by YSL. Little twist on the left side. Hands just bump hands a little bit. Straight, Virgin Peruvian. Blue is classy, blue is classy. Curly, body wave. Indy flick. Ooh, it's hot. Go ahead, curl the ends. Blue, more blue. Lots of blue. Yes, nice and soft. Poxy, dark. Hexagram. Light my fire. Slippery dress. I'm on the left side. Electronic yellow. It's hot. Loose weight. Hexagram. Bell, Virgin Indian. Starboard. Get up. My lips red, bell. Indy flick. Mm-hmm. I don't know if it works or not, but I'm really ready. Red, red. It's time to tell my story. It's a good one. No doubt you've come here with prejudice about who you think I am. But all I'm asking is that you hear me out. I've asked as the villain since my first day on television. And I nurtured that persona because it worked for my Hollywood career. Exceptional in everything that I do and I aspire to do. The White House has a problem with the truth. But at least they're consistent. And only too predictable with the lines they tell. I believe that we should keep the truth as a priority. I am a reality TV legend. You need it to get it. You know, just get it. Get what you want. See what you see and get it. Opportunity. I see opportunity. And opportunity shines. Fuck, does it shine? It's my right to shine. Shine means free. Shine means freedom. Spell it. No, actually spell it. I want you to spell it with me. Out loud. E-D-E-E-D-E-E-D-O. That's it. The shiny thing. I reach. I grab. I go. Good. Not bad. Not black. Not white. Not monster. Not evil. Not saint. Not holy. Just simple. Just American. Just free. Whatever you need. Whatever you need. You see. You take. You grab. You reach. You pull. You take. You crawl. You need. You go. You see. You take. You grab. You reach. You pull. You take. You crawl. Well sir, but I am somebody that must be because I am God's heart. Respect it and protect it. That really on my body. Is that my body? I mean is that me? It doesn't care about me. It doesn't care about you. It sees. And you are there. Stuck. Looking that way forever. Good to see you how they want to see you. We've been in a fight. Can you raise your hands? Monster B. Monster grab. Monster eat. Monster run. Monster walk. Women sweat. Women bend. Women beat. If you see me fight with a bear. Diva. And dinners. And who? Black honey. Spice. Pirate. Lady danger. Russian red. Blue dress because it made me feel. And the yellow because it was stunning. You can trust it. The sky is blue and you can trust it. Ice and cherries. Number one by YSL. Number 400 by Armani. Always red. Rouge. DR Rouge. Dragon Rouge. A little cleavage. Not too much cleavage. Blue red. Orange red. Yellow red. Black red. Plum. Brandy. Made me feel pure. I liked that. Diva. Indie flick. Leave the arms out. I like 14 inches or it's not worth my time. I do the Condoleezza Bog. Ice wave. And a swoop. Love a swoop. I had a bang just over the side of my face. Here. A little mystery but not too much. Just perfect. Just perfect. Just colors. Not good. Not bad. Not black. Not white. Just colors and shape and image.