What we want is clothing we think we can fly in. That's why I opened the show with flying dresses.

Women can dream at 9 in the morning and at 10 o'clock at night - it doesn't matter.

If you take something out of the freezer, it's cold, but what happens when it melts? It's a cool party, a cool person, a cool collection. What does that mean? I'm more interested in things that are uncool, things that have a certain individuality, a certain soul, a certain longevity, emotion, fragility.

I was a fat child; I was asthmatic. No wonder I'm a hypochondriac.

I barely finish one pre-collection before I must start on another. Sales start, but I am already elsewhere creatively. The men's show is being prepared, but we also need to think about accessories, perfumes and other items. In sum, I never stop.

I like first class, but I don't like first class people - I prefer the people in coach. I like fine restaurants, but prefer the taste of McDonalds. I like to be perfect, but I don't like perfection - I think it's dangerous. There is nothing after perfection. I know, I am a walking contradiction.

When a woman's clothes are in harmony with her emotions, she shines from within.