Dressing is a way of life. It brings you joy. It can give you freedom and liberation, help you to find yourself and to move without restraint. Isn’t elegance forgetting what one is wearing?
No more rules, the freedom of dressing. The beauty of mixing vintage clothes with a pair of jeans that I love.
For a woman, le smoking is an indispensable garment with which she finds herself continually in fashion, because it is about style, not fashion. Fashions come and go, but style is forever.
What is wonderful about my art is that dream and reality can become one. There is just one step between the two.
I always believed that style was more important than fashion. They are rare, those who imposed their style while fashion makers are so numerous.
I participated in the transformation of my era. I did it with clothes, which is surely less important than music, architecture, painting but whatever it’s worth I did it.
I’d really like to be in closer contact with life. I’m a little too distant, I guess. I like to place myself outside.
A woman’s wardrobe shouldn’t change every six months. You should be able to use the pieces you already own and add to them. Because they are like timeless classics.
Fashions pass quickly, and nothing is more pathetic than those puppets of fashion outrageously made up one day, pale the next, pleated or ironed stiff, libertine or ascetic. Playing with fashion is an art. The first rule is don’t burn your wings.
My name will be written in fiery letters on the Champs Elysees.
I’m so secluded. Very alone.
I pass for a hypersensitive, reclusive neurotic, which I may well be, but I hope the year won’t come when my anxieties and fatigue will destroy my love of this life, of all the things that inspire me – a line of music, a face in a Vermeer portrait, a character in an opera, or a model born in Harlem.
Haute couture consists of secrets whispered from generation to generation, If, in ready-to-wear, a garment is manufactured according to standard sizes, the haute couture garment adapts to any imperfection in order to eliminate it.
Decadence attracts me. It suggests a new world, and, for me, society’s struggle between life and death is absolutely beautiful.
There are women who have completely transformed my view of fashion.
I want to thank all the women who have worn my clothes, the famous and the unknown, who have been so faithful to me and given me so much joy.
I am no longer concerned with sensation and innovation, but with the perfection of my style.
I love black because it affirms, designs and styles. A woman in a black dress is a pencil stroke.
Elegance and beauty have been banished.
To be beautiful, woman enough to have a black sweater, black skirt and walk arm in arm with the man she loves.