I love my life. I can't believe I work in New York and Paris. That I work for Louis Vuitton. That I work for Marc Jacobs. It seems really weird every time I say my full name - like, that's me, and every time I hear the receptionist say my name, it's still weird.

I am really glad to be working at the profession that I love.

I am Marc Jacobs by birth, but we are Marc Jacobs by the company that we built.

I think of many people and no one as a muse. I love the way Sofia looks always, and I love the way Kim looks always. Fashion may be part of their world, but it's not their whole life. It's not everything.

Fashion isn't a necessity. It pulls at your heart. It's a whim. You don't need it. You want it.

I'm not a model, so the idea of modelling a suit or clothes is weird in itself.

My mind absorbs things in a funny way. I'm on planes quite a bit and I always take stacks and stacks of magazines and I go through them and tear pages out and fold them up, and they get stuck at the bottom of my backpack or whatever.