Men don't want another man to look at their woman because they don't know how to handle it
Yeah, that's what I'm working for. The couture house of the future
I have all my life fought against prejudice, having been subjected to it myself.
The joy of dressing is an art.
I've treated the waistcoat as if it were a corset, so that it becomes the first layer in the process of putting clothes on the body. There is constant motion between layering and revealing.
I've lost, but I also gained a lot. I'm a creative person, and no one can take that away from me. I've been told I committed professional suicide because it was the only escape from the terrible pressures I was facing. What do you think?