What’s your definition of beauty?

The ability to love, the ability to see love, the ability to return love—that’s beauty. Nothing more beautiful than love. Love. Pure love. True love. Unconditional love.

If you could meet one person, alive or dead, what would you ask him/her?

Michael Jackson. And I would ask him did he ever reach a place of utter and complete happiness before he left. Yeah, I would want to know that, if only that.

Have you ever felt like an outcast, if so, why?

I was born an outcast. I’ve always felt different than everyone for as long as I remember. I believe everyone has a gift that they’re given that’s both a blessing and a curse. I’ve never dreamed small. It was almost as if I didn’t live in the same world as everyone else. I was always far, far away, dreaming of things bigger than big, greater than great, the unthinkable. Nothing was ever impossible in my mind and it confused me when I met people who didn’t think the same way I did. I‘ve always been a strong believer in that if you want something enough, one way or another, you’ll get it. I mean, if you really think about it, it doesn’t make sense to shoot for the sky when you can shoot for the moon.

What is your favorite quote?

Well, I don’t have favorites with anything. But I do live by this:
“Before you judge me, try hard to love me.” It says so much in so little words. I think it is fair to say that this does not need justification.

What is your favorite compliment that you’ve ever been given?

Like I said, I don’t have favorites, but if you insist…
One time someone simply told me, “Amber, you inspire me.” Nothing has ever meant more to me than that because when I think about some of the strong, powerful, legendary people who have inspired me I am flabbergasted to think that I could have had even a slice of the effect that they had on me to someone else. The fact that I could inspire someone is the most inspiring of all.

Another I love is, “Amber, you’re not a character. You’re a play.” Moxie is important.

What’s your favorite thing to do in your spare time?

What spare time? My mind, my creative side never lets me have spare time! I attempt to read books and read one line and get so incredibly inspired and run to my keyboard and start typing and writing and creating and it never ends. I’m the kind of person that when I get ideas, I can’t just let them sit and become fantasies. Some people can, and they are fine with that. Cool, but not me. I have to do it and generally the longer I wait, the deeper the itch gets or even worse, I lose the idea and wish that I had done something about it when I had the chance. Effectively, I’ve learned to deal with my compulsions—I give in to them!

What would a ideal Sunday consist of for you?

Well, let’s see. First of all, there’s really no ideal for me because I’m the kind who gets nauseas at monotony. I would love for every Sunday to be different. I’m also the kind of person who’s all in or all out. That’s means that I either want a day full of running a myriad of miscellaneous errands, here and there, back and forth, the whole nine. Or a perfect Sunday could be sleeping in insanely late and sitting at my computer desk and writing all day. Whichever it is, I like days that are full of inspiration and lessons. It’s a contradiction, though because I’m an artist with a very creative mind and with all that inspiration comes one thing: insomnia!

What’s something you wish you had more time to do?

Dance around the house in a romper and four-and half-inch heels to Michael, Beyoncé and Usher for hours non-stop. Yes, I am guilty of doing this and it is one of my favorite things to do. Nothing like popping your booty, swinging your hips and whipping your hair ‘til it sweats out to Usher. Beyoncé. Michael. Nothing.

Also, driving. I love driving, hate traffic. Driving with the top down, bumping to the music so loud that the speakers bleed, all alone, nowhere to go—that’s sweeter than honey in a jar.
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