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

I only like luxury fashion. You have to decide where you stand. I like well-made, authentic clothes, well-crafted tailoring. I also like the dream and fantasy of luxury, the exception and rarity of it. I have no interest at all in fast retail. It is ambiguous.

When I was designing, I had in mind Jimi Hendrix, and I could hardly find skinny indie black kids to wear my clothes. I remember one telling me he had to swap his skinny jeans for baggy ones in the subway before going home, so he wouldn't get in trouble in his neighborhood.

Fashion somehow, for me, is purely and happily irrational.

David Bowie, for me, was the butchest guy in town. Jagger was like a truck driver.

I have a great admiration and tenderness for Azzedine Alaia. I haven't seen him in a while, but I guess he must be still sewing some dresses at night.

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