Going out in Paris was like going out in the '30s dressed like the Andrews Sisters. It was everything I'd seen in books at my grandparents' house, only it was our generation.

I'd experienced the '40s and '50s by looking at my grandparents' old clothes, books, and magazines

We all look for lost time.

The idea of seeing everybody clad the same is not really my cup of tea

French design hardly exists, except as artificial modernism.

I look for friends who make me laugh.

In Italy, the Milanese are well organized but follow bourgeois taste. They adhere to certain codes of elegance, but not to individualism.