Women often don't want to admit that they like fashion. And yet fashion enthralls everyone, from the taxi driver to the mega-intellectual. I have often asked myself why this is. I don't know the answer.

You want to be understood by the sophisticated few but you also have to be more loud somehow, otherwise your message doesn't go through.

I had no fun. My family was too serious.

One's life and passion may be elsewhere, but New York is where you prove if what you think in theory makes sense in life.

I suppose I felt guilty not to be doing something more important, more political. So in a way I am trying to use the company for these other activities.

My idea is always to avoid nostalgia.

Fashion is an instant language.