There's room for the Gap, but the joy of dressing is an art.
But I'm not an artist. Maybe an artist with a small a.
I have a very haute couture way of working.
Women are women, and hurray for that.
I believe in discipline, so I'm not the right person to cry about weakness and things like this, but maybe I'm not human.
I don't love dolls. I love women. I love their bodies.
I'm passionate and I travel the world not just as a tourist but to understand cultures... I've lived with Masai tribe... I travel the world and bring it back in the form of a research book that would become the starting point for the collection.
If I didn't already sense that I was different, I certainly was reminded, whether by my parents or by the other school kids. Not just reminded. Told... I was made to believe it wasn't right. If I went a little bit too off - slap! It was Dad's upbringing and it was Victorian, and that's the way he was.
I'm an accomplice to helping women get what they want.
Men don't want another man to look at their woman because they don't know how to handle it.
You're only as good as your last collection, which is an enormous pressure.
Dressing up. People just don't do it anymore. We have to change that.
I have all my life fought against prejudice, having been subjected to it myself.
I'm ready to create.
Yeah, that's what I'm working for. The couture house of the future.
Fashion is a very stressful place to work because of the demands of doing the shows - no one expects a writer to produce two books a year on the dot - but it's also a very toxic place to work.
I've treated the waistcoat as if it were a corset, so that it becomes the first layer in the process of putting clothes on the body. There is constant motion between layering and revealing.
I have learned so much about myself. I have re-discovered that little boy who had the hunger to create, which I think I had lost.
I listen and talk to God daily.
Sure, I'd like to be like the House of Chanel.