Daniella was from Fresno. Her boyfriend was a gangster wannabe who managed a Burger King. He’d get drunk or high and beat her. He’d take whatever money she had and spend it on drugs, so she hadn’t been able to afford her hormones.

Fresno did not sound like a great place to be transgendered.

Hollywood is everyone’s land of dreams, and Daniella came down to Hollywood with dreams of becoming a model or an actress. If she could only get that going, maybe she could ditch her Burger-King boyfriend, bust loose from Fresno, afford hormones, and live a life free from abuse.

Summer of ‘97 and Frank was on one of his weird kicks. At this point he was sort of starting a one man cult of which he would be the only member but not really the leader. Unlike most cults, Frank’s cult had no leader. It pretty much had to be this way because Frank was very impatient and not at all interested in following directions.

This was all made simpler by the fact that the goal was one of style. Most of Frank’s often extraordinary undertakings were done for aesthetic rather than experiential purposes.

Frank later became half of the design team “Loy and Ford” who had a very successful run a few years ago.