Phil Wenneck: [while driving a squad car on the sidewalk and using the loudspeaker] Ma'am, in the leopard dress, you have an amazing rack. [to himself] Phil Wenneck: I should have been a fucking cop.
Christian: [v.o] Luckily, right at that moment, an unconscious Argentinean fell through my roof. [With a loud crash, the Narcoleptic Argentinean falls through the ceiling] Christian: [v.o] He was quickly joined by a dwarf dressed as a nun.
Ulla: [Sees Max and Leo and takes off dress] We make love? Max Bialystock: No, we don't make love. Go to work. [Ulla starts dancing to music on record player]
Tracy Lord: [on her wedding day] Do you like my dress, Dinah? Dinah Lord: Oh, yes. Ever so much. Tracy Lord: Feels awfully heavy.
Tony Montana: You wanna waste my time? Okay. I call my lawyer. He's the best lawyer in Miami. He's such a good lawyer, that by tomorrow morning, you gonna be working in Alaska. So dress warm.
Baggage Handler #1: I'm dressed as uh, as a baggage handler. Baggage Handler #2: You can imagine how embarrassed I was, when I saw someone at the party with the same costume I had.
My job requires me to put on a little dress and run around the streets of New York in heels. But I also had the financial means to hire a yoga teacher to come to my house while my sitter watched the newborn. For 95 percent of the world, that's not re...
I think I'm just really in love with women, and I love to see them looking incredibly, truly beautiful. I think every time a woman wears one of my dresses, you know, in a matter of speaking, I'm having a little love affair with her!
If I went out in killer heels and full makeup, blow dry, the whole thing - anyone dressed up like that could be intimidating to men and women, really. It's so, look at me. Do you know what I mean? But I love women.
It's an addiction. I love clothes. I like to go down Melrose and look in all the windows and I go to different flea markets. I have lots of costumes. You never know when you're going to have to dress up like a milkmaid from the 1600s.
My grandmother and I would go see movies, and we'd come back to the apartment - we had a one-room apartment in Hollywood - and I would kind of lock myself in this little dressing room area with a cracked mirror on the door and act out what I had just...
Aboriginal Man: So... You actually make money by dressing up like a woman? Tick: Oh, sure. You can make a fine living in a pair of heels.
Ping: [in Cantonese, to Edward who was hiding in the dressing room] Who are you? Young Ed Bloom: [In Cantonese] Please, I'm not going to hurt you. Jing: [In Cantonese] Damn right you're not! GUARD!
When you're pregnant you just want to be comfortable - but I wear more or less the same as I do when I'm not pregnant: pregnancy denim with normal tops and flat shoes. But when the belly starts to really stick out, I'll want the floaty dresses!
In college, I think I probably positioned myself as an aspiring writer, meaning I dressed sort of extravagantly and adopted all the semi-Byronic affectations, as if I were writing, although I wasn't actually doing any writing.
I wanted to go out of fashion, to study medicine. I thought, you know, who needs fashion? How important is it if you wear a red dress and an orange jacket? It's not, really.
THE LUXE IS . . . Pretty girls in pretty dresses, partying until dawn. Irresistible boys with mischievous smiles and dangerous intentions. White lies, dark secrets, and scandalous hookups. This is Manhattan in 1899.
When I was little, I got to pick my hair ribbon from my mother's collection that hung over her dressing-table mirror. I have an entire room of ribbons in my New York apartment.
Red carpet dressing all depends on the climate. I think richer, deeper colours are more flattering on the body, but the opposite is true if you are in Cannes or St. Tropez where the light makes deep colours look heavy and unflattering.
I always knew I wanted to create. I used to sit in my room for hours drawing and making things. I once got into trouble for cutting up my mother's lampshades to make a dress. I was three.
I try not to wear anything I have to fidget with - there's nothing worse than wearing something and pulling down the hem and re-adjusting the top. My pet hate is when girls wear those strapless dresses and spend the whole night yanking them up.
