“She’s an alien from outer space. She’s a cyber girl without a face, a heart, or a mind. She’s a product of metal. She is in touch with her personal power and finds sedation in her obsession compulsion for love, labels, and luxury and her incapability to prevaricate either. She desires to love but finds solace in her love of labels. She is the Native Heart. She is all neon light. She is a love child. She is a Wildfox.”