My obsession is plastic packaging. It makes me sick, all the waste. Everything about it disappoints me.
When I was little, I wanted to be a plastic surgeon.
I have never had plastic surgery, and there are many pop singers who have.
The first coat I ever bought is in a plastic bag in about five pieces. It's by Sonia Rykiel. I can't wear it anymore, but I still like it.
I told her I wanted a plastic surgeon to sew me up, and I wanted her to freeze my ovaries, so I could harvest the eggs and have a biological child through a surrogate.
A well-off plastic surgeon can suffer just as much as an Irish lad who has been abused or whatever.
Plastic surgery is a postmodern veil.
I would wear one of those plastic pocket protectors, but they make you look like a Republican.
I am the despair of my accountant; I am the plastic bags of receipts.
If children knew what the effects are of using single-use plastic straws for drinking sodas or whatever, they might reconsider and use paper straws or no straws at all.
I have to make a dress out of recycled materials for my kid's preschool 'Project Runway'-like assignment. I'm currently fusing plastic bags.
I had operations up until I was 18, then revision on my scars to put back my eyebrows. So I've had a lot of what is called plastic surgery. And I have huge, huge respect for what that is.
We're now able to 3D print in 200 different materials, from titanium to rubber, plastic, glass, ceramic, leathers, and even chocolate.
I could work in the shower if I had plastic paper.
I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth.
Managers tend to treat organizations as if they are infinitely plastic. They hire and fire, merge, downsize, terminate programs, add capacities. But there are limits to the shifts that organizations can absorb.
When I write now I do not invent situation, characters, or actions, but rather structures and discursive forms, textual groupings which are combined according to secret affinities among themselves, as in architecture or the plastic arts.
I read that all dogs have wolf DNA in them, which seemed preposterous because my dog, Tucker, is... afraid of plastic bags blowing in the wind. I thought, 'How can Tucker have wolf in him? How can this be?' So I started researching it.
I used to draw and make plastic figurines and watch 'Wallace and Gromit' films.
I'm obsessed with hula-hooping. I do it for 20 minutes a day. I don't use the old-fashioned hollow plastic kind we had when we were kids, but I discovered a new one at Danskin that's smaller and weighted.
