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

Making them feel gorgeous and comfortable is my way of making women's lives easier.

I certainly can't complain. I work six days a week, if not seven, and eighteen hours out of twenty-four - fortunately, with a great deal of pleasure. Why? Because I only do something if I want to do it; I need to feel a desire, to find pleasure in moving forward, creating, moving, inventing.

The problem with couture is not designers; it's what happens when the couturier will no longer be there.

My dream is to be a doctor. I'm almost working in a laboratory, because I'm trying new techniques, new directions and fabrics, new weaving.

I always wear a dinner jacket. I never have this definition of what goes for the morning or the evening or what works for the weekend.

I always think, if I were an editor, and I was invited to a show, and I would have to wait for 45 minutes in the dark or in the cold or in the heat, maybe I would like to have a fresh drink or a piece of chocolate.