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____________________________________________________________25 CONTROVERSIAL QUOTES  FROM THE STYLE EMPRESSOn her enduring style:"The moment I realized I was different was the day I found myself.Different is a lonely place and few people like to dwell in itbut it’s where the space is vastand your freedom is unlimited.”Sandara Park___________________________________________________    THAT’S THE BEST PLACE TO MAKE A BABY.  My precious baby. My heir. I can see the flame-shaped island from the window as the plane drops altitude. Louÿs Island. That’s where I’m going. Hot, humid, raw and strange. A long way from home. Perfect for me who has been cold, barren, aging and famous for some time now. I need to be my simplest self, forget my life in Korea for a few weeks and just be a woman. A woman who wants and needs a man. I cringe at the need part. Who needs a man? I haven’t had a need for one in like centuries. There aren’t many things that men can do that I haven’t accomplished on my own— not command people, not save the world, not lord over a billion-dollar business. They’re only good for one thing and that thing has been provided satisfactorily by my advanced model, purple BOB (Battery Operated Boyfriend) from China. They make the best gadgets over there, more advanced in tricks than a freaking smartphone. But BOB can’t make me pregnant. I need a live one to do the deed. Fuck nature but I can’t do anything about that. I need a Bubba Dada. There you have it. Admitting that feels like a freaking abscessed tooth, like an acidic stomach, like sandpaper on my skin. I need a man as healthy as they come. Yup, come is the operative word here. I want him to have the stamina of a porn star shooting his masterpiece, pardon the pun, so he can inseminate me several times a day for a whole week. I have one week of fertility. Beyond that is useless. So, time is precious. I must find him here. I know I’ll find him here. And he’ll give me what I want. I feel it in my gut, in my bones, in the rush of blood in my veins. I’m so primed for it. So ready. That’s what I’ve been telling myself the past weeks, at least. But readiness is really a moot point when you have no choice. This is a now or never point in my life. There’s no turning back. ————//————  My heart flutters in nervous excitement as I disembark from the plane. The cool wind greets my face like a caress. I breathe in the air deeply into my lungs. The humidity loosens my pores. Tropical weather is simply heavenly! I should buy a property in this part of the world so I can vacay here during winter. A pretty woman clad in a colorful sarong greets me with a slight bow of her head with her palms joined together at her ch