I just don't want to be Esther.
"Once, I was kicking a drunk and belligerent trannie out of my house, at 4am, after I found an ancient Buddhist relic in her magenta clutch. As she stormed out of the front door, she screamed, 'You aren't Madonna!' The comment stung, because I wanted to be you so badly. And I still do. I just don't want to be Esther."