It's an unbelievably tight race for hideous today.

Let's be honest - look what Hollywood at 18 is.

I've always thought of accessories as the exclamation point of a woman's outfit.

The minute it gets to a runway, you're tempted to do some high jinks. I don't want to show something I won't produce. I want people to wear the clothes I show.

When I was a kid, I was trendier. I'd wear anything. I was in love beads and platforms...

When I'm not working I'm a slug - a full slug. I am not good at the in-between. I'm either fever-pitched or want to just pass out on a beach with a really sleazy book and eat a cheeseburger.

I feel unbelievably fortunate. How many people get to do what they always wanted to do and do well with it and continue to be surprised and see amazing places and meet amazing people?