To Be Beautiful, Woman Enough To Have

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.

A Designer Who Is Not Also A Couturier, Who Hasn't Learned The Most Refined Mysteries Of Physically Creating His Models, Is Like A Sculptor Who Gives His Drawings To Another Man, An Artisan, To Accomplish.

The Most Beautiful Clothes That Can Dress A Woman Are The Arms Of The Man She Loves. But For Those Who Haven't Had The Fortune Of Finding This Happiness, I Am There.

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?

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.