I had spent a year photographing this new generation of girls, much like myself, who fell kind of between-the-lines -- girls who skateboarded but did it in lacy underwear, girls who had boys' haircuts but wore girly nail polish, girls who had eyeshadow to match their scraped knees, girls who liked girls and boys who all liked boys and girls who all hated being boxed in to anything.
Ma veetsin terve aasta, pildistades seda uut tüdrukute põlvkonda, kes on minu sarnased, kes jäävad justkui ridade vahele - tüdrukuid, kes sõidavad rulaga, aga teevad seda pitspesus, tüdrukuid, kellel on poisilik soeng, aga tütarlapselik küünelakk, tüdrukuid, kelle lauvärv on nende kriimustatud põlvedega sama tooni, tüdrukuid, kellele meeldivad tüdrukud ja poisid, kellele meeldivad poisid ja tüdrukud, kes kõik vihkasid, et neid kuhugi kasti püüti suruda.