I Was A Disaster Child. I Remember

My Dream, Maybe Because Of My Family, Of Course, Was To Be A Painter. I Chose In One Moment The Direction Of Textiles; From Textiles I Went To Fashion.

Sometimes, Because Of My Success, I Am Afraid That I Was Not A Good Father. With The First Two I Was Too Strong, And With The Other Three I Was Too Weak.

Today, I'm Very Happy About Myself, Because I Realized My Dreams. I Learned How To Understand What People Want.

I Would Like The People That Buy My Clothes To Understand That For Me It’s One Small Piece Of Art.

I Meet People, I Like To Ask: Which Sign Are You?