I shared this idea that fashion starts with a movement, an allure: elusive, defined through perfect proportions.

The perfect integrity of The NewYork Times, and its writers, is not precisely 'just silly nonsense,'

Sex is not a subject in my photographs, or would only be if it had to do with romance, sometimes vulnerability. The photographs are quite clearly about happiness, or search for happiness.

I thought I should work more on the idea that you wear a suit or a jacket because of the fun it can provide, because it's a game, because it might even have a sexual quality.

[It's] not one thing this year, one thing another year.

I discovered Los Angeles in the late 90s. The city was not at its best at the time, but I fell for it right away. There is something almost haunted about it, a vibrant mythology I find rather inspiring.

Hedi was and is still misspelled 'Heidi' and my perception of genders ended up slightly out of focus from an early age.