Fashion is a mysterious energy, a visual moment-impossible to predict where it goes.

If you are trying to slip out without waking a sleeping man, zips are a nightmare. Haven't you ever tried to creep out of the room unnoticed the following morning? I've done that many times.

I have always been a nomad and I have mastered the art of packing! I always say: pack lightly, live lightly.

You're always with yourself, so you might as well enjoy the company.

Being attractive for a few hours some evening is hardly worth being that unattractive all day (in hot rollers). Being yourself and being natural with a man is wonderful, but being downright unattractive with him is foolish.

When you get into a hotel room, you lock the door, and you know there is a secrecy, there is a luxury, there is fantasy. There is comfort. There is reassurance.

My face carries all of my memories. Why would I erase them?