'Vogue' has the power to make and break - whether it's fashion trends, designers, models, and yes, even industry practices.
I truly would love to be a designer-label girl, but I am very much High Street.
The problem with couture is not designers; it's what happens when the couturier will no longer be there.
People buy a chair, and they don't really care who designed it.
It is no longer acceptable to ignore the suffering, and designers must take responsibility for the way that their fur is produced.
Service Marketing delivers when great communication meets great service design.
I am very excited to be able to work more with young designers and support them.
Designers and photographers still want to work with me and I'm grateful for that. I don't know how long I'll carry on - as long as they'll have me.
I'm a pain in the ass to all of the costume designers with whom I work because I have very strong feelings about the subject.
Britishness is just a way of putting things together and a certain don't care attitude about clothes. You don't care, you just do it and it looks great.
By the age of 9 or 10, I knew that I had to cut my own cloth and make my own way.
In the last 20 years of collecting contemporary African art, I have been bombarded by incredible shapes and colors that I now want to translate into clothes.
Then I moved down to the Bowery to this building where Debbie Harry lived. It was there that I started combining some clothes for her and continued doing the art and photography.
She lacked the sheen of money, muscular good health, good skin, good clothes.
I can’t simulate you with moon, moon is fully naked and you are fully clothed.
Secrets upon secrets were weaving into a strange and mysterious fabric that would ultimately clothe his future.
That was the problem these days--everything was considered disposable--clothes, cell phones, relationships.
Happiness is the inner poetry of women, just as fine clothes are the mask of beauty
Damn, he was good. I'd been professionally sullied without a single item of clothing removed.
The dream of poor Bazin had always been to serve a man of the cloth.
If I had no clothes it’d be winter. If I were naked, it’d be the truth and we could lie together.
