All the American women had purple noses and gray lips and their faces were chalk white from terrible powder. I recognized that the United States could be my life's work.

Daylight reveals color; artificial light drains it.

The best antidote to worry, I have always believed, is work and more work.

I've always thought that a woman owes it to herself to treat the subject of her age with ambiguity.

I fell in love with beauty a long, long time ago, but what I wanted was to create beauty - not to be blinded by it.

Men are just as vain as women, and sometimes even more so.

It doesn't matter how shaky a woman's hand is. She can still apply makeup.