In a machine age, dressmaking is one of the last refuges of the human, the personal, the inimitable.
No fashion is ever a success unless it is used as a form of seduction.
Everything I know, see or hear, every part of my life is transformed into dresses. They are my daydreams, but they have passed from dreamland into the world of everyday items to wear.
Women, with their sure instincts, realized that my intention was to make them not just more beautiful but also happier.
I create so that each and every woman is the most beautiful.
You can never really go wrong if you take nature as an example.
If you have hooked legs, wear big decolte.
Finally, everything that has been part of my life, whether I wanted it to or not, has expressed itself in my dresses.
No elegant woman follows fashion slavishly.
You can never take too much care over the choice of your shoes.
On vacation, you can wear all the colorful and casual clothing that you like, but you must always be elegant.
Of the women in my childhood, I retain above all the memory of their perfumes, perfumes that lingered – filling the lift with fragrance long after they had gone.
The rich live the same all over the world.
Bright reds – scarlet, pillar-box red, crimson or cherry – are very cheerful and youthful. There is certainly a red for everyone.
Midnight blue is the only color that can ever compete with black.
My dream is to save them from nature.
Don’t buy much but make sure that what you buy is good.
Zest is the secret of all beauty.
High heels? Painful pleasure.
It is astonishing how the passing of one night permits one to isolate that which one did not really like, from that which one adores!